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Five Vernichi


"Good job finding that pipe, that would be good for fighting those things with. Now you found it so its yours, but.... I was wondering if you would trade that for my coffee thermos. Its full so it has good weight, but I really like that pipe and I think I could put it to better use than you. If you let me have it, you can just stick close and i will beat the tar out of anything that tries to get near us, so its a win win situation for you, you won't even get those thing's blood on you." Five blinked a bit confused on what he had said. Did he not just see her make all that effort to pull this thing out of the wall? Yet, he wanted to just take it from her, sure it would be used better if he had it in his grasp, the way he single handed took down that monster, no doubt saving the group. She felt like he owed him. She sighed, giving into the peer pressure of it all and nearly gave up her prize till she heard a women nearby speak on the case.

"Everyone here needs a weapon, just in case they get separated somehow..." "Which goes for that girl to Ark, she can't just rely on you. It will kill her." Five looked over to the women, once more having to remember her name. ...Yurichi... Sh smiled a bit, that this stranger took the time to defend her and her prize weapon. Sadly Five was latching on people more that her own skills, if she just gave up her weapon expecting Ark to be there always to help her... No, that some princess story, this is no fantasy, this is no fairy tale, no one is her prince, she knew she had to be strong so others didn't haft to. It was there, like a light bulb that her panics left her, replaced with stress instead, she had opened a new mind set, a triggered adaptation to the environment. In order to survive she had to fend for her self.

"It is correct that everyone needs a weapon but those who are not ex-military or have no combat experience need the weapons even more... If they do not have a weapon they will die, I know it may sound arrogant but I have a much better chance unarmed than most, as do I assume you do Ark. Besides, I can't handle more than one of those things at a time from what I have seen... We can't assume we will be protecting them at all times." Zane, once again Five had a smile curve on her lips, though trying to hide it from Ark knowing he would no doubt be displeased. She got a grip then sighed in stress knowing that he next thing she chooses could kill her or save her. She looked up at Ark, the large, military trained, killer, and said, "I'm sorry Ark, but the least I can do for you is share."

She said to him, taking the fusion coil from her purse and poking the middle of the pipe with it. She then switched it on, the muzzle sparked and slowly made the middle of the pipe glow red, then pressing the button next to the switched a few more sparks were made and a saw noise could be heard softly, the pipe was cut clean in haft. Now being large as a combat knife, no longer the two handed pipe she had found. She was not done there, she then took the part that was cut, sticking the funnel of the fusion coil at it's tip and with another press of a button the muzzle started to spin and cut and spark with small head twisting the metal slowly and carefully. At this point it was a baby flame fire work to everyone and she felt a bit embarrassed the way she was dressed having such a tool worthy item. She stopped the fusion coil leaving the end of the pipe with a sharp point end, making it look like a tiny silver cone poker. She watched as the tip's redness left and it cooled. She had now made a more lethal weapon in stabbing but less in blunt force, something she needed. She then tossed the other pipe to Ark, the one not sharpened like a pencil.

It seemed rude to give him the short end of the pipe but she could of just kept it for it's blunt force and left him unsatisfied, maybe he could think of a nice way to twist it with his 'military strangling hands' and make it a hand spear like hers, but she sure was not about to waist the battery on his, not when it was drained enough, she put it back in her purse, being that it shut off soon after she was done. Then took a look at everyone, then back at her new weapon, she left a bit powerful being the few who had such knowledge to make simple scrap into blade like weapons. It made her feel good, flawless, and soon she would fine a new way to cope with the pain, stress, and battle with the killing ship they were in. Being kind and quite only got her head into a wall, time to show everyone just how violent she could be, and maybe she would not haft to be so scared and frail as everyone saw her. As her brain began to throw her new found adaption to survival into plane, she was just staring at her design, like the druggy with his pills. They may be problematic.