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Nah, man, you mean the song that goes beep boo boo bop boo boo bop.
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@The Muse
Your "Prince" has arrived xD


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”I’ll always be there for you, Kylie. Because I can’t help but be madly in love with you.” Riley whispered his honey sweet words into his sister’s ear, caressing her cheek with an immaculate hand. The twins were clothed in noble regalia, and they reclined in a bed of the most exquisite taste within a grand chamber, decorated with illustrious artwork from famous video games. Kylie sported a long, pink Renaissance-style dress where her brother was clad in a blue and gray cavalier’s outfit. At his side, a rapier hung, waiting to vanquish the foes that dared to threaten their bliss.

However, their clothes certainly began to drop away when Riley passionately reached in and kissed his sister’s tender lips with a lover’s zeal. Flustered and wordlessly, Kylie embraced her twin’s affection, losing herself to his whims. She let him take control and devour her innocence. Whatever he wanted from her was his to take. So long as he was with her, she felt the overwhelming ache of joy. After all, what could possibly best the feeling of consummating your love with the heart of your heart?
~

’How do girls like this shit…’ Riley stared at his twin’s computer frustrated as he read the text on the screen of the game ‘Boyfriend Maker’:

You: Well, fuck! Another summer wasted without doing anything worthwhile. How did I turn out to be such a loser? How did I graduate high school without having a single boyfriend?!

He learned quickly that his character was a video game obsessed otaku, who was still very much a virgin. ’Well at least this kid has time to go to college…’ The young male looked at his options and noticed Kylie had made progress with this charming red haired male whose face read lady killer all over it. Her nickname for him was Prince.

’Maybe I should talk to him...shouldn’t be hard...’ He clicked on the guy and started a conversation with him. Looking at his options, Riley assumed this guy was a bit down so he decided to ask if he was alright.

Prince: ”Of course I’m alright. Are you saying I look like shit?”

’UH.’ Yes. Click.

Prince: ”Well, aren’t you a little bitch.”

’OH NO.’ Nervously, the male twin looked through his options, contemplating the best route, and decided to give the guy a present for forgiveness.

Prince: “I don’t need your petty bullshit.”

Veins began popping out of Riley’s neck.This game was the worst. Why didn’t this guy accept his kindness?! What a damn prick.

You: “I insist. I made it just for you~”
Prince: “And you think I care that you made it? Girls make me chocolate everyday.”

With an angry tone, Riley growled loudly, ”THIS FUCKING ASSHOLE.” Oh how he hated this game and was just about to rage quit...

Lured on by her wet dream, Kylie’s hand was snaking down her abdomen beneath her clothing. Unfortunately, the stimulated woman was immediately shaken from her sensual trance when the voice of her brother bounded throughout her room. Her face went crimson, snapping her hand back to her side lest her brother be in for an awkward treat. How long had he been in here?!

Flicking her sapphire eyes to the computer desk, she spied her brother playing - Oh no! Not that game! Like a bolt of lighting, she erupted from the comfort of her bed to Riley’s side, hovering behind him with wide eyes. Her brother was playing her favorite dating sim and was attempting to woo the avatar of… himself. Somehow, her dunce of a twin didn’t figure that out. Moreover, he was completely failing to seduce the person that was modeled after him. ”Holy shit, you can’t even get with Prince? That’s really sad.” she laughed nervously at her brother, trying to act as naturally as possible so he wouldn’t question her about this game.

Her lithe fingers reached over Riley’s form and took over the keyboard. A few shortcuts and she was back at her previous save point. ”Watch and learn, bro. You obviously know nothing about virtual men.” she commented with much enthusiasm. In a fraction of the time it had taken Riley to wallow in soul crushing defeat, she made all the right decisions: Prince’s ego was bolstered by her avatar’s comments about his abs and a great gift of the latest Sanic the Porcupine game. Suddenly, before the siblings’ eyes, a very graphic nude scene appeared on the screen that depicted Prince and Kylie’s avatar, which looked just like her, effectuating their love for one another. Realizing what she had just done, she quickly covered the screen. ”Wait, you shouldn’t be seeing this!!” she cried before Alt-F4ing out of the game.

”Jeez Kye! It’s okay, I’ve had sex before.” The man had no idea why his sister was freaking out when the cutscene started playing. The nude got him excited! ’Dammit. I can never have nice things.’. He was a bit jealous she got to the sex scene before him but at last, video games were not for him.

”Don’t click on these folders here either!” Putting her hand on his on the mouse, Kylie scrolled over several folders, labelled Ginger Romantica, Soap Box Derby, and Fireside Chats. The poor girl was getting very anxious now. If he opened up any of those folders, there would be a whole host of questions he’d be asking, such as “Why do you have pictures of me naked?” and “Why do you have pictures of Sophia naked?!”. If her family found out about this… She didn’t want to know the repercussions.

His sister was only making his curiosity worse, the Fox was extremely intrigued now. He needed to open at least ONE of these folders. Based on how she titled the folders, Riley assumed ‘Ginger Romantica’ held her ideal guy in it. Maybe he could be her wingman, you know? Twin duo gettin’ some BOOTY. ’Wait…’

Absolutely not. He needed to find out her type to prevent such a man near his sister. Her type was probably a lame ass jerk that just wanted to have sex with her. From the title… she probably liked red heads. Nothing wrong with keeping their genes strong in the family, but he needed to know how exactly this ‘dream’ man looked like.

”Kylie… this folder wouldn’t have pictures of… someone you like, would it?” Her hand was on top of his, while he mostly had control over the mouse. Beginning to drag the mouse toward the folder: Ginger Romantica, the devious twin stared at the screen with complete and utter focus. The Fox was set on a mission, to protect his sister from this wretched fool she was into! Or could be into! There was no way in hell he’d let someone tap his twin.

Kylie freaked out when her brother tried to click on that folder, the one that contained her personal stash of Riley in the flesh. Pushing all of her weight onto the back of the computer chair, she sent him and the seat tumbling to the ground. To keep him on the floor, she immediately leaped onto his stomach. ”Riley, seriously! There’s just dicks in there! A big, massive one! Like ‘Wow, that’s huge’! The ideal girth! Seriously!” she lied to him frantically, holding him down with the strongest grip she could muster.

Falling backward, Riley stared at the ceiling, ”Seems like the ground is a common theme today.” The man didn’t realize his phone had buttdial his older sister. The next thing he knew Kylie was straddled on his chest, peering down at him with a lot of angst. His mind was flooded with ‘too much information’ when his twin explained how that folder had penises stored in it. However, even with all this information being laid out before him, he couldn’t help but teasingly snicker, ”Looks like you’re on top of me now.”

The twins froze when they heard two light knocks on the door, “Oh Riley! Dinner’s almost ready. I hope you don’t mind, I cooked some lasagna. Maybe take a break and come eat? Love you.”

With Kylie still very much on top of him, her netherpart not too far from his face, Riley cooly yelled, ”Sure thing, babe! Thanks. Hugs and kisses.” The brother went back to teasing mode and stuck his tongue out at his twin, not bothering to fight her off of him.

While Riley was unknowingly spewing filthy comments to her, Kylie’s face seemed to turn redder than a tomato. ”You’re such a fucking dirty boy.” she teased him back, suddenly bouncing on his chest to crush the air out of his lungs. Finished with her brother, she finally laid off him and leapt up to her feet. ”Don’t get any ideas, Riley. Plus you should be with your girly friend anyway.” Kylie remarked as she exited the room and headed downstairs.

Without much of a grand entrance, she sat herself at the table as far away from Olivia as she could manage. She took fork and knife in her hands, and the redhead slowly twirled them between her fingers, taking only a moment to glower at her youngest sister. She hadn’t been able to read the note Olivia had left on her bed earlier, so there was still a feeling of animosity towards the poor girl. Her gaze turned to Claire though, quite intently rushing her with silent eyes The food smelt wonderful, but that didn’t mean it was going to taste great. Hopefully that bitch was as good of a cook as she made herself out to be though.

His twin trusted him far more than she probably should have. As she strutted out, the Fox picked himself up and strolled to her gaming computer. With an evil grin, he dug in his pocket and pulled out a flash drive. Like a ninja, he quickly transferred the folders onto his drive and put it back in his pocket for future use. There was no way in hell Riley would let this opportunity go to waste. He hadn’t realized he left her desktop flap, that covered her USB drive ports and CD-DVD player, slightly ajar.

After having picked up her chair, Riley shoved his hands in his pockets, whistled a little tune, and left the room.

Going down stairs, he wafted in the glorious food. Hearing his little sister’s question, the man called out, ”Of course I’m home!” Entering the kitchen, he saw that dinner was made and the table was set. A single tear trailed down Riley’s cheek, ”My little bear outdid herself. Thanks for helping her Ollie.” Riley had yet to read the letter Olivia had left for him, having not gone in his room yet. Taking a seat beside Ollie, he gave his baby sister a kiss on a cheek and told her he loved her (having not forgotten the events of this morning). Childishly grinning, the man waited patiently for everyone, who was here, to come join them.

@Emma@The Muse@BlueAjah
Collab with: @Viciousmarrow and @lovely complex







Riley’s words were beating Kylie into the ground, hammering her with blow after blow. It was clear he didn’t want either of his sisters here, though he hid his true motives like a cunning fox. He stood there with a champion’s swagger, arm around his prize and a shit eating grin plastered on his face. Not to mention, Claire could not fathom Riley’s subtle messages and added a tasteless comment about dieting. ’I weigh 115 pounds… Do you really think I need to lose weight, bitch?’ Kylie was bubbling with fury’s magma, and it took everything for her to remain unperturbed. She smiled gently back at her brother, but her sapphire orbs goaded him to continue digging the hole he was so valiantly exhuming.

Impressed at his girlfriend’s initiative to talk to his sisters, the male twin monitored the girls’ introduction to make sure no cat claws appeared. He couldn’t help but let out a light chuckle when Claire gave his sisters dieting tips. They weren’t actually fat and he knew that, but the Fox also knew that they hated when people commented on their weight, especially Sophia. Riley had a job to do, which was to tease and pester his sisters. What were brothers for? Though, he probably should have warned Claire about Mama Bear Sophi and Spoiled Princess Kylie. Women were wonderful species but at the same time… scary as hell. One minute they were smiling and loving every minute they had with him, the next a demoness unleashed and wanted to drag him to Hell.

His deep blue stare met with his twin’s matching eyes. She seemed to have daggers aimed at him behind her orbs. Her long silence made him nervous, his grip around his girlfriend tightening. ’Say something…’ All day he and his twin were at each other’s throats. Why couldn’t they come to a truce? Like this entire week, Kylie had gotten angry and snapped at him. Maybe the issue was about more than just today’s events? Did he do something last week that made her upset? Perhaps, tonight they should talk about what’s been bothering her and if he is the cause of her anger. Wait, unless that’s what she wants… For him to check up on her like always. No! Not tonight! But… what if it’s important? Goddammit, his twin was impossible.

Kylie’s pert lips were opening to retort when the unexpected transpired.

”Son of a--”

Everything happened in milliseconds. Riley’s attention stayed on his twin sister as he went flying into her, crashing into the tiny girl. His larger frame hit her smaller one, their bodies up against each other, intimately closer than they’ve ever been before. As she fell backward, down to the ground, he fell forward, following suit. He thought fast and brought his hand behind her head to protect her from the impact and his other arm wrapped around her waist bringing her into a protective embrace, unintentionally pulling her closer into him. If he could, he would flip her over him but there wasn’t enough time. The stranger that had suddenly hit his back was not something he had mentally prepared for. Even so, Riley had enough time in this moment to make sure his weight didn’t crush her, that the cement didn’t scar her body, and that she’d be okay after this.

’Please don’t hurt her...’

At first, his focus was to make the fall as painless as possible. He hadn’t even noticed their lips meet. Still, his stare was fixated on her sapphire jewels as they both smacked the ground. After a blink or two, he finally registered the taste of cherry lipgloss, the heat of her breath, the succulent feeling of her... Frozen, his expression refused to change and his eyes were bewildered. How should he feel about this?

An umber haired girl crashed into her brother, sending him reeling into Kylie, while Claire was pushed head-first into Sophia. His momentum dragged the twins to the earth and his lips collided with hers. Riley’s reflexes kicked in, and his hand snaked through her hair to protect her head from the fall. The redheaded vixen’s heart lurched at the sudden impact of his masculine jaw against her cherry-flavored, glossy trap. It was sloppy and unintentional, but she notably relished every second it. Her expression twisted into disbelief and shock, wanting to take more and more of her brother in. In the moment that felt like forever, she experienced something she had secretly longed for, and yet, at the same time, the tendrils of disgust crept up her spine. She hated this: being so captivated by the one person she shouldn’t. But Riley was everything she wanted, everything she dreamed of. He was the one person she loved more than anything, but she held so much contempt for him for that fact.

Not one, but two conniving hussies ravaged Kylie’s twinkle of heaven, stealing away the dream in front of her. Tearing herself from her brother, she pushed him away with her legs and hands, and promptly crawled backwards across the cement. Her expression sung a song of revulsion as she got onto her knees, dry heaving and threatening to vomit her meager lunch onto the soil below. Internally, the twin was panicking after this experience. Kylie didn’t know how to grasp everything that had befallen her, and her thoughts were twisting and turning. Her pulse was racing like wildfire, and she felt reality flicker in and out of existence. Without a word, everything went dark. Her unconscious form fell to the side, lying motionless as a cool breeze wafted over the lot.

Riley watched as his twin used all the power she could muster to push him off. He couldn’t even acknowledge his girlfriend, who worriedly asked him if he was alright. Swiftly rising up, the flamed-haired male cautiously approached his twin as she went through a surge of nausea. ’Do I really kiss that bad?’ He didn’t know if she was experiencing this because of the kiss or she had been feeling sick all day. Regardless, he needed to take-- His eyes widened as she went into a dead faint.

”Kylie!” Riley darted to her, grabbing ahold of his twin before she could hit the ground. Taking a deep sigh of relief, he looked at her calm face and muttered, ”Everything is going to be okay.” Picking his sister up, the man put one arm under her legs and the other supporting her back, letting his twin’s head rest against his shoulder like a groom holding his sleeping bride, or a knight holding his rescued princess.

First, he glanced at his girlfriend, apologizing, ”I’m so sorry about all this. If you want, my house isn’t too far. I can fix us up some dinner and we can watch a movie or something?” Observing Claire’s facial movements, the man wanted to catch onto any unpleasant feelings she may harbor, if there were any.

”Unless you can’t... I’d understand. I really need to get her home.” Riley wistfully declared.

Turning his attention to his older sister, Rye gave a reassuring smile, ”You need to get ready for your date! Don’t worry about Kylie, I’ll take care of her.”

And last but not least… his blue eyes glanced at the cause of all this, ”Scouting a route once doesn’t make an area safe the next day. This is a small town with random people. You must be new here if you haven’t caught onto that. I’d suggest going back to the basics. Clearly, you skipped learning about safety. Next time, I won’t be as forgiving.”

The annoyance behind Riley’s tone was indisputable as he held his twin close. Turning toward the hiking path in the woods, the worried brother concluded, ”Claire, if you do decide to come, you know where I live. I’m walking home. Come on, Sophi.”







@Athinar@The Muse@BlueAjah
@Saint Girralo Kylie and Riley post should be up around 9pm or 10pm EST tonight. Perhaps earlier depending on when we get home.
@Themerlinhawk

Hm... I think the only thing I would like to show is Bunny skillfully sniping Izual and teaching Rini, but that could happen after the wedding too xD
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@Athinar

@Themerlinhawk is our resident expert on anatomy since he does martial arts and such. Based on the positioning, Maddie would have hit Riley from the side or behind (since his sister's are directly in front of him). So her Spider-Man esque actions of flipping off his face would break Riley's neck and possibly blind him for the rest of his life. xD

So yeah, that's definitely going to need an edit lest Riley be handicapped forever and Maddie suffering severe legal repercussions. xD
@Athinar Yeah there's no rooftops nearby in this park (or at least where they're standing), so there's not a good chance of her hitting him in the face. xD It would make more sense if she came from behind, leaped over the wall, and rammed into Riley.


Tango Down


Megelis, Gibralter, Lethal, Bunny, Izual

Day 1, Morning.




Once Bunny’s grey eyes caught sight of the handsome Master of Blades, she immediately snapped to attention. Like the professional soldier she was, a hand went respectfully to her forehead, saluting the quite important Megelis Altoris. Though he did not acknowledge the group at first, presumably engaged in important business on the tablet he was watching, Bunny remained as steady as a mountain next to Gibraltar. This was an interesting quirk of hers that wasn’t expected from her peers, something that still endured from years as a child soldier.

”Good morning, Master Altoris! Paladin Bunny AKA Operative Deadlock at your service, Sir!” she spoke firmly and concisely, the cadence of a seasoned veteran clearly heard in her voice. She didn’t move a muscle and wouldn’t until her superior told her to be at ease. Silently, she prayed the Master hadn’t heard her inferring about her and Izual’s love life. That would just be embarrassing...

Her eyes flickered over to Izual though, who was doing as she ordered him to do previously. Grumbling, his sword was back in its sheathe. Strangely, the sclera of his eyes were a sickly yellowish-brown. ”Okay, fine. Guess I’ll just have to crush that bastard then…”” Izual muttered. His leg moved slowly across the metallic floor until it met Lethal’s foot. He gently pressed down on her boot and quickly determined she was no robot. ”Person…”

He began walking blindly to the left, arms outstretched. ”Come on, little buddy. I’ll make this quick, I promise.” he called out, daring that abominable, tiny robot to try and go against him.

”Sir, permission to disable target friendly requested. Friendly is clearly in need of medical treatment.” Bunny once again called out methodically. Perhaps bringing the Knight back to consciousness had not been the best idea in this situation? Then again, who knew this would have happened?

Megelis turned around and raised an eyebrow as he looked at Bunny and then at Izual. “At ease Paladin.” The command was something odd coming from Megelis as it sounded natural but rusty. Almost as though he didn’t use the phrase as much as he might have in the past. “What is wrong with Izual?” Reaching out he gently helped Bunny put her hand down. “Lets not disable the friendly quite yet. What the hell happened?”

Putting his left hand on his one of the two swords on his hips he tilted his head looking at Izual. “Did someone hex him or something?”

Leaning against the metal wall of the elevator, hands still shoved in her pocket, Lethal observed the scene play out. The annoyance in her grew when the hellspawn rubbed his foot against her’s. If it wasn’t for the Master of Blades being present, Izual may very well be more than just temporarily blind right now. The smoke from her cigarette and her robot’s tank gradually streamed into the air. Listening to her superior, the expressionless mechanic stared at the door and muttered with the cancer stick between her lips, ”He touched something that doesn’t belong to him.” Pulling her right hand out of her pocket, she gestured at the robot hiding behind her letting out a mechanical hiss at the man that so abruptly touched him.

Mocking the Paladin, the apathetic woman halfheartedly saluted Megelis to give her ‘respects’. It’s not like she didn’t care about her superiors (though, her care for many people was limited), it’s just... In this moment, surrounded by all these draining individuals made her less likely able to socialize. By now, the Masters and Mistresses had an idea of how Lethal presented herself, never sugarcoating her actions.

”Master Megelis,” a closed fist impacted into Gibraltar’s chest before he eased himself. ”Lethal and I were just about to check in for the wedding preparations, Paladin Bunny and Knight Starslayer were an unexpected occurrence in our workshop. The Hellspawn is fine though, if not a little...shaken up.”

”SHAKEN UP?!” Izual roared while feeling the elevator’s wall. ”I’m blind! That robot shot lasers into my eyes!”

Gibraltar raised a hand to Izual, ”Ignore him, he’s being overdramatic.”

Quirking an eyebrow in intrigue, Lethal thought outloud, ”That’s not a bad idea.”

Watching the scene unfold, Bunny pursed her lips together but didn’t make a move. The Master of Blades had given her an order to stand down for now. Izual, on the other hand, was absolutely seething. ”Okay, that’s it, tin can. I’m about to kick your ass into next year.” the Hellspawn growled, only to trip over his own two feet. Muttering incoherent curses, he picked himself back up. ”I might be blind, but I’m still more than a challenge, damn it!” With reckless abandon, he kicked wildly into the air, hitting absolutely nothing.

Megelis was half tempted to catch the kick as he rocked about three quarters of an inch to the left to avoid it. “Ooookay. I can see everyone is having an interesting morning.” Catching Izual’s shoulder he prevented him from moving back towards Lethal. “You know we should probably get you looked at.” Megelis sniffed at Izual.

Turning to the rest of the group he raised an eyebrow. “Why does he smell like he’s been singed?”

”He had to be...resuscitated... “ Gibraltar stated reluctantly.

Bunny’s eyes went wide when the Master asked about Izual’s scent. Shit. She was definitely going to hear from it him now. But she was no liar, so she steeled herself to answer honestly and face whatever consequences that beset her. That was the soldier she was. ”Sir, he had to be resuscitated because…”

Girbraltar raised a hand to the Paladin, ”Because he was...testing a new invention of ours.”

With narrowed eyes, her head tilted at the cyborg but no words escaped the mechanic’s lips.

Megelis twitch his eyebrow again looking from one member of the group to the next; sensing he was missing some crucial detail about the whole situation. “And what exactly were you testing that caused his heart to stop? And why would anyone volunteer to test something with that side effect.” Megelis shot Izual a rather odd look.

Izual was totally confused. Bunny had told him that he she had shot him, and now the cyborg was saying that he had tested some invention. ”Uh… I don’t recall volunteering for anything. Bunny only told me she shot me because I…”

”Of course you wouldn’t remember, it was a powerful tranquilizer we were testing, it may have...affected his memories somewhat….he really should be looked at….” Gibraltar was really freeballing this, but he did say he wouldn’t report such an incident to the higher ups.

Lethal’s red eye began to twitch. This fucking guy…

“You shot him?!” Megelis gave Bunny a half appraising half shocked look. Looking back at Izual. “Why did he agree to test a firearm delivered Tranquilizer?” This was growing stranger and stranger by the moment as he looked from one to the next and finally landed on Lethal. The look she had on her face was disconcerting to say the least. She’d always been something of a mystery to Megelis as he rarely made the trip down to her workshop and now was a perfect example of why he didn’t all that often.

”He did claim he could handle the tranquilizer, we never suspected it would stop his heart.” He looked to Izual, ”After all, he did boast very highly of his endurance and superiority. It was a mistake on my part, sir.”

Bunny was being shut down by Gibraltar, interrupted again and again every time she tried to give the Master the truth. ”Sir, this is all a lie! I shot Izual on my own accord! He… didn’t take me out to breakfast… It’s… Complicated.” she finally admitted, a rosy tint appearing on her cheeks. This had gotten more convoluted than she had expected it to be, and she really didn't want to have her personal business out on a plate right now.

Why was this elevator ride so long? Lethal just wanted to get out of this hellhole. She was surrounded by dimwits… except the Master of Blades, who walked in at a terrible time and was completely dumbfounded at the situation. The mechanic started puffing out her smoke more out of pure irritation, filling the small confined area with toxins, not bothering to consider those around her. The red recording light on ROB’s forehead was blinking as it deviously recorded the scene to use for it’s own purposes.

Megelis’ jaw dropped as he looked at Bunny. “You’re joking.” As he studied her red cheeks it dawned on him that the Paladin was, in fact, not joking. “Well shit….” Looking at Izual he raised an eyebrow. “I can’t tell if you deserved it or if Bunny is just crazy.” Looking back at Bunny he raised an eyebrow again. “How far away were you?”

Bunny was frozen under Megelis’ stare, embarrassed at the scenario she had caused. Silently cursing her actions, she recalled the exact distance that she’d shot Izual from. ”It was from my apartment balcony, sir. He was a quarter of a mile away. There were no others in the way, so it was a clear shot, sir.” she explained honestly, as still as she had been since the Master had strode into the elevator. The woman dared not to lie to her superiors.

Izual shrugged at the situation. He didn’t particularly care about being shot since he was fine, but his heart was still set on destroying that damned robot. ”I’m not really bothered by all of this. I just want my sight back.” he uttered, tapping his foot against the metallic floor with his arms laced together.

Megelis snorted. “Routine shot, I’d have been impressed if it was crowded and from further out.” Turning back to Izual he nodded and then stopped himself realizing the Knight couldn’t see. “I’d assume that to be the case. Lets drop you off in the med bay. Seems like they have had their hands full quite a bit lately. What with our newest Knight and all the commotion with Marielle. I’m almost afraid what things will be like if we go back to waging any kind of war around here if this is how dangerous it is to be a Knight without any open conflicts”

While the Master of Blades was distracted, the mechanic pulled out of her repair tool belt a ripped piece of paper and an old writing utensil. Within seconds, she scribbled something and quietly slipped it in Izual’s pouch for him to read later.

The green haired sniper noted the Master of Blades’ words, vowing to make the next time a more wowing spectacle. She was surprised to hear that he was challenging her rather than scolding her for shooting the poor Knight. However, Izual was bound to make more mistakes with how dense he was, so she supposed it wouldn’t hurt to make him her target practice from now on. ”Sir, I won’t disappoint you next time. I promise.”

Gibraltar was...confused, yet somehow...satisfied that Megelis was so forthcoming with his responses, ”Sir...this may be..rudimentary...but can we consider this incident of friendly fire off the record?” He had to be certain of this.

In response to the cyborg, Megelis let out a laugh before responding with a curt "Yes. Of course."

Finally, the trip to the medical bay had ended and the elevator door slid open. After the Master of Blades gave his answer, everyone besides Lethal and ROB left the elevator. The door closed not giving anyone a chance to turn back.
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