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Geraldine Castle

"Oh come, honey. I don't bite."

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a character in “Blue Empire”, as played by Pobeep

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β—¬ F U L L N A M E β—¬
Gerald(ine) Castle

β—¬ A G E β—¬
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β—¬ S E X U A L I T Yβ—¬
Pansexual

β—¬ L I K E Sβ—¬
Lavish things such as clothing, cosmetics, and soaps. Also enjoys alcohol to the utmost extent. Has a passion for dolling up the younger female guild members, whether they like it or not.

β—¬ D I S L I K E Sβ—¬
Anything shabby, depression emotional attitudes, and animals of any shape, size or genre.

β—¬ P E R S O N A L I T Yβ—¬
Gerald is a rather simple person. His prefers the posh lifestyle that he never had as a child, and often reflects his lost earlier years into his current state of mind. He has two separate personas, though in reality they're both the same person, in and out. Because he has a passion for female attire and 'cute' things, he finds that transitioning into the gender is comfortable. However, though he may struggle with his identity, Gerald is still built like a man, and every so often he'll return to his normal male 'Gerald' sense of self, leaving behind 'Geraldine' if only for a day or two.

He's absolutely and inexplicably terrified of animals. It could be the smallest, most harmless rabbit or a well-trained and behaved golden retriever. To Geraldine, they're all disgusting little balls of feces-matted fur. He has no explanation for why he's so utterly afraid of the harmless creatures, but if you dare bring one near him, you'll likely be greeted with a crying, squirming child-like man, sobbing helplessly in the fetal position.

As for his gender identity, he couldn't care less whether you consider him a man or a woman. He's not the type to get offended if labeled as a 'tranny' or a 'drag queen', because in reality, he himself is unsure of what to make of it. To him, he's simply "Geraldine" and "Gerald". It's not an issue for the man, who finds his gender preference is more of a hobby than an actual biological occupation. He has no sexual preference otherwise-- though he finds he's often less attracted to young women.

Clingy, and affectionate, Geraldine has no respect for personal space. If he considers you a friend, you're likely to wake up with him in your bed the next morning, smooshing you into his fake padded-bosom like an over-protective mother.

Though he's a naturally positive person, there are deep emotions and secrets that underlay his effervescent personality. Things that he won't speak of, and memories that he can only wish never existed.





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β—¬C H A R A C T E R A P P E A R A N C E β—¬
Geraldine is often seen adorned in posh fashionista-style clothing. Lush fur boas, and expensive high heels. On the rare occasion that he doesn't feel like dressing up, but insists on remaining with the outward appearance of a female, he will wear simple yet sexy loose-fit dresses and the occasional men's clothing- though his face will still remain lathered in layers of makeup.

Gerald is quite similar in the sense that his fashion tastes are bizarre and unwavering. He's often sporting long fur coats, or dark slacks and black turtle-necks. On his lazy days, he seems far more youthful, as he rarely leaves his baggy pajama pants and over-sized sweaters.

Geraldine is a rather slim man, his height and weight ratio far too off-balance to be considered healthy, but he does nothing to achieve the low numbers. He's just naturally slim in every way, shape and form. That said, he's more frail than most men. Though he is toned, his muscle mass is small-- small enough that he's easily mistaken as a natural born woman by the slimy scum of the city.



β—¬W E A P O N \ S T Y L E β—¬
More often than not, Geraldine carries large hand-crafted staff. It is not necessarily the catalyst for his powers, but having it gives him a proper crutch, as using Forcefields requires much strength in one particular area. Because the staff is tapered, it allows for the perfect tool in creating his protective fields of energy.






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β—¬ A B I L I T I E S β—¬
Force Field Generation- Geraldine can create walls of energy, which are mostly-impenetrable bubbles of light. He can go as far as to create a simple square shield in front of him, or to encase an entire 20-foot radius in a dome. Not only is he useful in means of protection, but the force fields can be manipulated with movement, and thrown towards an enemy. In this case, Geraldine most often creates small planes of energy and throws them at wild speeds. They can cut as smooth as a razor, or fail to be of any use at all. Because he can manipulate the movement and speed of his force-fields, this allows him to form a bubble around a human being and quite literally lift them to safety. Though this is preformed on a rare occasion, as lifting a force field with a person inside is just as tiring and strenuous on his body as lifting the actual person.


β—¬L I M I T A T I O N Sβ—¬
While one of his force-fields is up, every hit it takes requires another ounce of energy from Geraldine to restore strength to his shield. In no time at all, he could be drained of all his energy. Because of this, he finds he must use him power conservatively. More often than not, he saves it for a last-second rescue.





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β—¬ H I S T O R Y β—¬
The son of a very wealthy conservative man, Geraldine spent the majority of his youth in doors, safe from public eye. As he grew in the care of his nanny, he found that he often enjoyed doing silly little things for the old woman, like sewing dresses or braiding her hair. Eventually his passion grew, and he found a lust for all things feminine. Of course, having a Drag Queen as a son was simply unacceptable, in the eyes of a man who had an entire country watching. He sent his son to reform school, where his strange tastes were scorned at by the entire male body. He was bullied, beaten, and embarrassed in front of the majority of his graduating class. Eventually, it got to a point where Geraldine feared for his life. He began to change his ways, dropping all of the womanly things he had come to love so much. The hazing didn't so much as stall, and soon he was being chased through the city streets and cornered in dark alleys. He was beaten, mugged, and at one point threatened to be killed.


β—¬D I S C O V E R Y β—¬
Among the midst of his despair, an anger was boiling in the young mans veins. Why was he tortured for his taste and his gender preference? He never received answers, but one night specifically, he did receive a revelation. Because they feared using a gun, the disgusting creatures who taunted him decided instead to throw rocks-- and not small pebbles either. Rocks that could kill a person on impact. Luckily only one was thrown, slicing through the flesh on Geraldine's forehead and nearly knocking him unconscious. After that rock, not a single one was thrown. Without knowing it, Geraldine had emitted an orb of light around him, blocking any incoming projectiles. In moments, he would be left alone, never to be tormented by the likes of anyone again.

So begins...

Geraldine Castle's Story

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If cities could speak, this one would whisper somber secrets.


Secrets of the blood that once left checkered paintings on it’s body of bricks and neglected pavement roads. Secrets of chalk outlines, small enough to shatter a man’s heart like sugar glass. Secrets of what the moon witnesses nightly as it roams the distance, remote and isolated from the brunt of man.

Then again, the city would be in far too much pain for only a whisper. No. Most definitely the city would cry out in agony. Screams that mimic the sirens of an ambulance, or the anguished sobs of a loved one. The evils of man vocalized into a single shrill howl. Wouldn't that be the voice of the city?

Often Ajax found himself wondering what exactly was worth protecting. Was it better to let man revel in violence, or to witness the numbers dwindle at the hands of primitive beasts? Was it better to kill, or to watch with indifference as the innocent met their demise? He had experienced it once before. There was no way he could sit back and watch. But every life that expired by his own hands took another vicious bite out of him. He was getting tired.

β€œWhat would you do, Mirra?” The words were soft-spoken, and indirect. He found each syllable escaping his lips as almost a reflex for moments like these. Times when he was alone, perched on the edge of his intricate stone balcony. Like a king surveying his kingdom, Ajax spent the nights resting on his elevated stoop, a bottle of beer in his hands and the rich scent of hobs tantalizing his senses.

From his throne atop the guild hall, he could see the City of San Clemente in it’s entirety. A place that coddled him in his youth, only to ultimately betray him. Still, no where else would he call home than the portrait in front him, painted on a canvas of high earthy mountains and a sea of evergreens. San Clemente was once a small, quiet town inhabited by no more than a few thousand people. It’s existence was eventually eyed by large corporate groups who wanted to create a bustling tourist attraction. Once the money-hungry aristocrats made their move, businesses began to blossom from the ground up.

Now, more often than not, you’ll see the sidewalks cluttered with tourists in the day time. However, it isn’t until night that the city comes alive. Thugs seep from the shadows to roam the streets, often dragging mayhem behind them like a wicked blanket. Business men frolic in the blind-eye of their families, making their marks on under-ground brothels, and sulking off to bars afterwards to drown their sins in decadent poison. Those who seemed so humble and innocent in the light of the early afternoon now spend their nights dancing with gluttony and lust.

This is the affect that the city has on weak souls, and precisely the reason why Ajax had relocated the Guild Hall to a remote location. Peace and quiet was of utmost importance. Now he sits atop his tower in serenityβ€”the building of which is precisely that. A tower.

Built on the seam where the forest meets San Clemente’s soul-sucking realm, the Blue Empire Guild Hall watches over the region. It’s height peaks above the treetops, while still remaining generally hidden from society. Though it looks large, there are no more than a few levelsβ€”the very top of which is Ajax’s domain. Rarely, he lets anyone into his territory, but on the rare occasion that they are allowed his room, an uneasy balance rests in the air. Not many people could relax at such a height. To Ajax, however, there’s nothing more comfortable than standing atop a precipice.

That’s why it came as a surprise to him when he heard the subtle knock on his door.

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β€œYou gonna open the door or not, boss man?” Geraldine had been waiting far too long. After trudging all this way in high-heels, suffering through the claustrophobia of the crowded – and grungy at that – elevator, Ajax still had the nerve to make him wait.
Finally, the gruff and irate looking man opened the door. His build was tall enough to block the doorway, and his exasperated stare struck a nerve with Geraldine.

β€œYou’re mad at me? I agreed to be your Officer, not your errand boy. Feel free to get them yourself next time.” He hissed, extending the manila envelope in his hand.

Ajax took it, expelling air from his nostrils. He dumped out the stack of papers that Geraldine had worked so hard to organize, and flipped through them carelessly, mangling the edges and ruining their perfectly coordinated order. He gave them only a glance, ripping one from the stack and crushing it in his masculine hand. He’d throw the crumpled ball over his shoulder with little regard to where it had landed.

β€œThat one’s not worth out time. The rest will do.”

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"Like ants to a picnic." Geraldine sighed, watching as the bounty board was immediately surrounded by young enthusiastic faces. Dark blue eyes flickered at the sight of a sudden movement, un-phased as Aella's punching bag soared through the room like a poorly executed rocket.

"Hey!" He barked, pointing a manicured finger in her direction. "Do that outside, you heathen!"

It came as little surprise to see Ajax already disappear from sight. He had probably stormed back up to his room the moment Geraldine had turned his attention away. Eagerly searching the area for sight of his co-officer, he let out a dissatisfied grumble. There were 3 people in charge here, and two of them were off avoiding responsibilities. That left Geraldine alone to sort out the mayhem.

"You!" He snapped at Kayle, watching as the boy carelessly ripped a bounty from the board. "If you try at that bounty alone, you're dead! And if the hunt doesn't kill you, I will!"

Honestly. He grumbled to himself, crossing his thin arms under his make-shift bosom. It's not as if Castor would have actually been of any use, but he was at least intimidating. His glare could cut like a knife, and it sure as hell made Geraldine's life easier. After all, the self-expressive drag queen wasn't one to be taken seriously.

Sighing in defeat, he slumped back into the gentle arms of a nearby leather couch. He'd cross one leg over the other best he could in his restrictively tight pencil skirt, and watch as money-greedy hands snatched at the fresh bounties.

Ants are far more organized.

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Character Portrait: Emery Karson Character Portrait: Geraldine Castle Character Portrait: Ajax Character Portrait: Kayle Lannigan Character Portrait: Character Portrait:
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It was routine for Emery to go around the city for a few hours. Well, routine wasn’t a very good word to describe him, as the young man was as disorganized and on a whim as he could be. But he always loved exploring the city before it woke. He usually stayed out for several hours, just enjoying the small freedom as he rode his skateboard, narrowly missing people as they made their way to work and so on.

Despite this, he was currently slumped against a wall of a local convenience store, downing a bottle water. Skating around for a few hours would tire anyone out and Emery was no exception to that rule. Leaning back, he let out a heavy sigh before grabbing his phone and looked at the time. β€œI should get back.” He was pretty close already, and it would probably a five minute walk if he left now. Standing up, he threw the plastic bottle into one of the trash cans outside of the store and made his way back towards the Guild building, his home. He had been with the guild for a good three years, and even if it were short, he still felt as if they were more family to him than his parents had ever been.

If he had left any later, he would have missed Ajax putting up the bounties. Grabbing his skateboard, he slipped in quietly and watched as he made his announcement. All right, old man. I need some money. While Emery was a frugal person, he still felt safe with payment of a bounty. Afterall, with several years sleeping on the streets you tend to take less for granted. He grinned, wiping his forehead with the back of his hand and bounded over to the board to see which ones he would be able to snag.

As he approached, several others were already there but he squeezed through, tapping his fingers lightly on the Cerastes. The reward was nice, but the thing looked dangerous and a fun fight. His lips turned upwards in a grin as he took a photo of the bounty, noting his roommate was yelling at some guy for ripping the bounty that was a star lower than Emery’s interest. β€œGeraldine, you’re lack of faith in guild members is kinda insulting.” He teased lightly, glancing at his friend. The two were complete opposites, but that didn’t mean they disliked each other. Though, Geraldine was constantly scolding him for leaving their room a mess.

β€œThough if anyone wants to team up, I’m cool with it.” He stated this simply before walking away from the board and falling into one of the plush chairs and kicked his feet onto the coffee table.

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Character Portrait: Josephine Margaret Gwin Character Portrait: Geraldine Castle Character Portrait: Castor Genadi Addens Character Portrait: Character Portrait: Character Portrait:
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The man nodded slightly in response to both of the girl's questions, and felt slightly more lax when she agreed straight away. Good, that meant there was no need for tiring convincing, or even begging (though, his ego disallowed him from ever doing that).

"I'm an Officer. One of three authority figures and probably, as you'll come to realize, the most, erm... normal. For lack of a better term." He said to short one that had just become his travelling companion. And hell, even Castor wasn't all that 'normal'. But then again, who was these days.

He turned his gaze to look back out at the rain, nonplussed to find out it had died down significantly during their little exchange. He supposed he could operate under these conditions and turned his gaze to meet that of the girl he was with one last time, before speaking up and then stepping out from under the bus stop.

"I'm Castor. Let's go."




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Josephine followed shortly behind this β€˜Castor’ person, struggling to keep up with his demanding strides, as well as the broken wheel on her luggage bag that found it’s self constantly snagged on the pavement. Though the rain had stopped, the night air was still nipping at the young girl’s legs. The fact that passing cars flung muddy water at the two, didn’t help with her edgy temper.

How could she have possibly been kicked out of Rising Knights? She was among the best combat fighters, at one point even finding herself at par with the leader. Did she really need magic to belong to a guild? Ugh. How irritating.

None the less, the vibe between her new found guild Officer and herself was stoic and silent. Not so much because she feared to speak, but more-so because she found herself lost in her thoughts. If, in fact, this man was really from Blue Empire, she had just hit the jackpot. However, as she raced over puddles and tripped over her own feet to catch up with him, she found a single question nagging at her relentlessly.

β€œHow did you know I was a mage?” She muttered, curiously. Partly hoping Castor wouldn’t hear, or would choose to ignore her. Socializing was not her strong-point.

"And what are you doing outside of Blue Empire domain? I swear if you're lying about being a member.." The thought easily brought her blood back up to a simmer. "I don't appreciate it when people waste my time."



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He stopped then, and fluidly turned on his heel to face the girl that had yet to give him her name.

"Look, if I'm being honest here, I'm not really that big of a fan of talking this much. In fact, even saying more than one sentence sort of makes me want to slit my wrists and just be done with it all. It's annoying, and my words are often wasted on the idiots back home anyway. I don't want to spend however long with you consistently asking me if I'm telling the truth or not, so what I'm about to show you I'm only going to show you once, then you're going to shut up and I'm going to shut up and I'm sure we'll find somebody else to answer all your questions that I'm sure are super important."

As he talked, his hands worked to undo the buttons of his shirt, and once he had undone the top four, he used his right hand to pull the cloth away and down, revealing the Blue Empire brand on his chest underneath. He held it open for a second longer, almost flustered by the fact that he was essentially exposing himself to a stranger.

"Good? Good."




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To say she was surprised would be an understatement. Josephine stumbled a few feet back, raising her mace to eye level as if she were blocking an attack. Only she wasn’t. Her futile efforts were in fact intended to block the sight of Castor’s bare chest. Call it a reflex of sorts. She was unintentionally using it as a shield, as if the sight of naked man chest could physically harm her. After nothing seemed to happen during the fleeting moments when her eyes were sealed shut - aside from the swooshing sounds of cars as they raced through heavy puddles - Josephine peaked up gingerly from behind her poor excuse for a defensive wall.

The branding burned onto his skin most definitely belonged to Blue Empire. She had seen that logo beforeβ€”it was a famous icon around guild societies. And she was standing in the midst of an actual Blue Empire officer.

Firstly, she had to compose herself. Praying to the heavens that her complexion wasn’t pinkened by the recent interaction, she raised her chin and promptly cleared her throat.

β€œFine then.” She murmured, her tone sing-songy and haughty. β€œI believe you.”

She made it sound like more of a blessing than a statement, as she stepped on past him and continued on down the damp and deserted city sidewalk. With the size of his leg span, he’d pass her in only a few seconds. For the meantime, it was just a matter of pretending she knew which direction to go.



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Castor nodded, smug that he had ended up the victor in the matter, and quickly picked up his pace to move past the girl and lead the way once more.

The man remained happily silent the rest of the trip, either straight up not answering any questions asked of him along the way, or just giving very basic monosyllabic answer. Judging by the time they arrived, and by the state of things around the bounty board, Castor came to the conclusion that the new ones had been put up.

He scanned the crowd and found who he was looking for, much to his chagrin. Gerald, or should he say Geraldine, was his fellow officer, and seemed to have not only a penchant for dressing as the opposite sex, but one for Castor himself as well. He did his best to ignore it.

He approached the officer, small girl in tow, and spoke up with as blank of a facial expression one can manage while speaking to a man sitting cross-legged in a tight skirt.

"Where's Ajax? I got one."

He tilted his head towards Josephine as he said. Castor paid no attention to the young man also with Geraldine.

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β€œGeraldine, you’re lack of faith in guild members is kinda insulting.”

"Lack of faith?" He scorned, smacking his heels down in haste. "It's in the rules, you gremlin! How long have you been in this guild to have forgotten that?" Nearly tempted to rise and chase the boy down, Geraldine instead turned to face Castor as he made an appearance. Eyeing the young girl at his side, he scoffed with a soft "tch" before quite literally squeezing his way between them and clinging to Castor's arm like a desperate prom date.

"Thank god you're back." He croaked in a brittle, pathetic excuse for a voice. "Ajax? He probably retreated back to his cave to avoid all of this." With long acrylic fingernails, he waved his hands in a dainty circle, stirring at the air. He was of course gesturing to the sudden uprising of energy in the room. Giggling, shouting, drunken laughter. The same deal every Monday. After spending their money so frivolously, everyone was suddenly in a depressing slump, dying to get their hands on the newest bounties. Once they had, celebratory drinks were abundant and it would be days until the volume would dwindle back to a normal decibel.

Supposedly, part of the job was knowing that your life was on the line, and learning to enjoy the fleeting seconds you had during your preparations. Geraldine himself, usually adored taking part in the festivities. More than likely, he'd loosen up after a few expensive drinks. Until then, the noise was giving him a migraine. And he wasn't too satisfied that Castor had brought back yet another cute female recruit.

"Why can't you ever find any ugly ones.."

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While Maria couldn't complain about the dinner she just had, she definitely wanted to whine about the lack of sweets in the Guild Hall. Scouring the premises was a futile search, only disappointing and making her crave sugar even more. She'd been living there for a month and the blonde felt like she spent more time trying to re-stock the kitchen than going after bounties. It felt harder to do, considering the way some people went through food. Yeah, Blue Empire provided most basic necessities, but other things they were on their own. No way was Ajax going to provide for all the sweettooths in the guild. She wouldn't do it if she were him.

With a sigh, she shut the door to the fridge, finally accepting that there was no form of dessert anywhere.

She made her way to the common area, where others milled and idled around doing their own thing. "Would anyone else like to come with me to the pastry shop? I'm craving sweets." Already Maria had her purse, ready to move out the moment she got a response or none at all. Maria wasn't going to wait around. She wanted that cake.

A rather loud yawn made its way around the common area from a face that most members of Blue Empire knew very well. Though dinner was already done and over with, all members having had their fill, she lay down taking up an entire sofa with a turkey leg in one hand. The life of the food was rather short-lived as the almost-completely carnivorous woman ate it away until not a scrap of meat was on the bone. Lazily tossing the bone to the side, falling just short of a waste bin, she pat her stomach a few times with the most content grin upon her face that one could have. "Ahn... Tameleuic. Almost like slow-roasted lizard belly." The jungle-origined woman nostalgically sighed out, though she did feel a certain emptiness in her stomach still. The woman who could devour a king's feast and still have room for dessert would not be so easily filled... "Dessert! Of course, that is what is the missing!" Her thick accent shown through in her exclamation as she sat upright.

As if answering a call, one of the cute newer girls, whose name Eileen could just not remember, came to the common area and asked for someone to accompany with her to get sweets. Before she had quite realized she had moved, Eileen was already up and behind the shorter woman, draping her arms over her shoulders and wrapping around like a scarf. "I will be the accompany! I have not had cake since last birthday, and Sycdan does not give out the sweet sugars. I will let you get for me the pastor... pasteria...." She struggled to find the word, giving up with a shrug that still kept a hold on the smaller woman. "You may get for me the sugar snack food, please." Though it may have sounded a tad demanding or condescending, her translation work led her to believe that she was being absolutely polite to the other girl. "Let us make with the go. So cdusylr lyhhud luhdyeh edc aqledasahd!" Her excitement led her to subconsciously swap to her native tongue as she finally relinquished her hold on the girl's shoulders and make her way to the door. "Lusa, lusa, mad ic ku!"

"Oh, um, sure!" Her name was... Eileen? Castor had given her a basic rundown of who was who in Blue Empire during her stay, and this woman did fit the description. The way she spoke was off-putting. Maria could feel herself get mildly insulted, but the blond male did mention something about English not being her first language. It was apparent anyway, with the way she struggled with the words "pastry shop". Patience was a virtue, and one she prided herself on having in abundance. She lightly shrugged off Eileen's arms, who complied and headed for the door. Maria followed suit. This was going to be... an interesting excursion, for lack of a better word.

A jumble of excited gibberish fell out of her companion's lips, which brought forth a question of her own. "What did you just say?" It was definitely not a language she was familiar with. "I don't think I've heard the way you speak before. Where did you come from?" A genuine query; Maria liked knowing who she was dealing with. It usually provided a point of interest for conversation at least.

From just outside the the Guild Hall, the blonde could already spot the bakery. "You see that sign over there?" She used her free hand to point in its general direction. "That's the pastry shop."

The shorter girl did not retaliate with violence or loud words. That was good enough to earn more favor from Eileen. Some people did not take too kindly to being touched for some reason... "I am the very excited for pastrami." She stopped in her tracks with a snicker.
I mean the pastra. Pastrami is the meat thing."
She still didn't quite get it right, but it was close enough for her not to notice. An excitement put a light spring in her step in the anticipation. Not expecting the questions that came from the sweets girl, she smiled. Few ever asked about her culture, apart from Daylran Morgan. "I apologize for the confuse. I say in my native tongue sometimes when excited. Or drunk. Especially while drunk." She let out a laugh for some reason or another before continuing. "I said to you that my stomach is excited. Then I said to follow me." Nodding, she slowed her pace to match the other girl's, since a conversation had started.

"As for where I am from, it is beautiful place. Jungle forest, not touched by metal or city. The man say that I am from America South?" She couldn't quite remember specifically which country, or even the continent's proper name, but it didn't mean enough to her to remember. "First white-skinned man come to my village and hunt with me. I ask him to bring me here, and here I stay. City is like jungle that never sleep. Always something new to find and eat. Is very exciting. Much like sugar sweet foods!" In her head, it all just came full circle. At the end of her explanation, the pastry shop was pointed out to her. With a nod, she studied the sign a moment. "Oh, pastry. That is word I look for. Pastry is sugar sweet things." Better late than never. "What is it that we will be eating? The doughnut? Or maybe it will be a pee?" A giggle escaped her quickly. "I mean pie, my mistake. I apologize." With a soft come-down sigh, she opened the door for Maria. Like a gentleman, Morgan always said when he did it for her. So that was what it felt like to be a gentleman? Alright, not bad. "So what is our snack treat? I am excited to eat it all!"


Eileen's word choices brought a small chuckle out of Maria. It was nice that she actively made the effort to correct herself. However, her answers only served to bring more questions to the blonde's mind. "South America? That's quite a ways from here. But I'm glad you're enjoying San Clemente. It's home for me, and always has been. I grew up here." It was a short walk and before long they stood in front of the entrance to the shop.

"And yes, the word is pastry. Pastrami's delicious, but not what I want for tonight." A look of surprise, quickly followed by a short burst of laughter was her reaction at Eileen's mistake with the word pie. "Thank you for holding open the door." The bell chimed as they entered, and there was a cheerful greeting from a male brunette who worked behind the register. She gave him a nod of recognition, before turning towards the displays near the counter. Considering they were at the tail-end of the workday, there wasn't much stock left.

A small smiled appeared as she recognized most of her favorites were still available. "Hmm, what about we have both and then some?" Maria felt like being a bit greedy tonight. "We can get some doughnuts for ourselves, then get a whole pie and cake to bring back to the hall." It's not like that was going to last past two hours given the number of people and appetites in Blue Empire. "You want to eat here, or get the doughnuts to-go?"

Both. More. A certain fire lit up in Eileen's eyes as she felt her stomach suddenly empty... despite just having a large dinner. "Do you speak with the truth? More than just pie? Oh, happy day! Drec haf vneaht ec fuhtanvim!" Hopefully Maria would not choose to regret those words, as Eileen did not carry money on her ever. She truthfully left it with Morgan since he could manage her finances well... and simply forgot about it all and let other people take care of buying her things. "It is very convenient that there are places to obtain food things. It takes from thrill of hunt, but very good for lazy days!" Something she seemed to have plenty of lately, going down to the store was certainly much easier... "Let us do the eating now, then. I feel as if I may fall over from hunger now. Sweet sugar rings with the frost tops and the bread pies with fruit and chocolates in center..." She barely caught her saliva before it overflew in her mouth, gulping it down hungrily. "I will take one of the everything!"


Well, fuck. At least there wasn't much stock to begin with, so the total cost wouldn't be as bad as expected. Maria was enough of a regular that she knew the place accepted card at least. That was a relief. She'd severely underestimated her company's appetite; Eileen was probably one of the main reasons why Blue Empire's pantries were always empty.

But first, let's see if she could attempt some damage control. She looked to the slighty bewildered (and highly amused) employee working the counter, who was ready to punch in their order. Think fast, Maria. "Eileen, aren't the new bounties coming in tonight? We should probably get back soon. We'll eat here another time." Hopefully she wouldn't be too upset by the idea. "Buying and bringing everything is a bit impractical, so instead... we'll get a dozen doughnuts, apple pie and strawberry shortcake. Got that, Mark?" Hopefully that would be enough to sate her, at least temporarily.

The brunette cheerfully nodded, punching in her order and efficiently scanning her card right away. "Yup, I'll get it ready within five minutes. I can separate two rings so you can eat it on your way out, if you like?" Maria nodded, pleased with the service.

She took a seat near the counter, placing back her wallet into her purse. The troubles of carrying around so many things. "Alright, once our goods arrive we carry them back to the hall, okay Eileen?" Maria was personally looking forward to that shortcake. "I don't think I'll be able to carry them all by myself."

"Oh, you know my name? Excellent. No need to share, then." Eileen couldn't recall introducing herself to this new girl. But she had a very valid point; the bounties were coming in tonight! It seemed the excitement would never end. "Is about time! I have waited for too long, sitting on couch and storing foodstuffs. I will take big challenge this time. Too much wait." Without any confusion, the "big challenge" would refer to the five-star bounty. Her head ran wild with thoughts on what the target could be. Perhaps this time it would be a full dragon! Or a unicorn, it had been a long time since she'd caught a glimpse of that thing. When Maria sat down, Eileen just paced around the counter in thought, her energy leaving her unable to stay in one place. "You are new to Blue Empire, no? What is your name? What do you do? Many people in guild, very incredible magicks! I love to do meet new people." She dropped her arms onto the counter and rested her head upon them, looking at the new girl, as she awaited an answer. "Also, I will do share and carry sweet treats to guild. Is no problem. Just give donut to mouth and I will be the help."


A chuckle escaped. "I'm a bit new around here, so I haven't set my sights that high yet. It sounds exciting though. And yes; Castor, my roommate, gave me a quick rundown of who was who in the guild." Blue eyes watched Eileen, as if that would help contain the energy the woman possessed as she paced the floor. The sudden barrage of questions caught her offguard; Maria wasn't used to people being curious about her. She simply blinked in surprise, slightly overwhelmed by Eileen's intensity, then swiftly recovered.

"My name is Maria, I've only been a member for a month." A small smile formed on her lips. There was a hint of pride in her voice as she spoke about her powers. "I can replicate other people's magic with a touch. I'll show you next time, we might wind up in the same group after all."

"And here's your order, ladies. From top to bottom it's the cake, pie, and then donuts." Mark came out of the kitchen, three boxes stacked on top of each other. He placed their purchases on the counter where Maria sat, and disappeared back into the kitchen to bring out the donuts they'd eat on their way out. "Enjoy your food!"

Without hesitating, she picked up one of the sugary rings and brought it to Eileen's lips. "I'll carry the cake and you can handle the doughnuts and pie?" Seemed like a fair enough division of work; after all, the blonde did pay for the meal.

"Castor is your roommate?" There was a touch of jealousy in her voice that didn't bother hiding itself. "You are lucky girl. It is very hard to get in his... ah well. I suppose that you are both lucky, hm?" She laughed lightly before clamming herself up with the doughnut and offering Maria a wink. Taking the pastries and pie, as well as the cake, she easily strode outside the door and back to the sidewalk. Half a donut rested on the top box as Maria caught up with her. "I do want to look to your power. We could do a fun many thing, Seselg." And thus, Maria's nickname was bestowed upon her. "Let us go. I have an itch for the hunt."

"Lucky?" There was a look of disbelief on Maria's face before she realized what exactly Eileen was referring to. A look of distaste followed by a hollow bark of laughter made thoughts clear. "No, nothing like that. If he ever made a move like that to me, I'd probably use his own powers against him." Unfortunately for Castor, Maria was dead serious. Memories of her mother and her "assistant" were still something that came to mind whenever relationships were brought up, and made her hesitant of them. So what if she was twenty years old and never been in one; worse things could happen. The blonde wouldn't mind remaining single forever.

The name Eileen gave her was strange, but one she decided she liked well enough to respond to. "Say-seul... I can't pronounce it. What does that mean?" Definitely harder than French, one of the languages she grew up with.

She caught up to the taller woman's stride, looking at the three boxes Eileen had chosen to carry. "Wait I was going to carry the cake... never mind." The excitement Eileen had over the bounties was infectious; Maria could feel herself quicken her own pace. The walk back to the Guild Hall proved shorter than their walk towards the pastry shop.

Upon entering the lobby area, the strange pair was greeted by quite a party, Castor having another stranger in tow. The place was abuzz with excitement with the new bounties.

"Hi everyone, we brought back some sweets." She called it to no one in particular, gesturing for Eileen to put down the boxes on the nearest table. People would go to it at their own pace. Biting down on her donut, she turned towards her new friend. "Eileen, do you want to see if we can work together on any of the bounties? I'm up for anything... probably"

Eileen did as gestured and dropped the boxes with care that seemed out of character for her. Food truly was no joke to the huntress. "Seselg, dear, we need not ask for the permissions. We sign up as group. Though I do not know if Sycdan will allow newfriend on five stars..." With a shrug, she finished her donut and wiped the crumbs off the top box and onto her hand, which then all popped in her mouth. Once her food was down, she gave Maria a wink and moved towards the bounty board. Stomping a foot on the nearest table, she let her voice boom through the hall. "Eileenoch da Siever will be taking the five star hunt!" She called out with no hesitation in her voice, letting it carry its way through the hall that would either silence in her presence... or go on ignoring it. "Any hunter brave enough to fight alongside me and take home big prize and meat, step forward! Cabanyda vun ic dra sela yht dra sah!" She passed a gaze over Maria, letting her know that this was her last chance to ditch. When it came to hunting, there was no fun in it for Eileen unless there was a challenge.

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Everything almost immediately started going towards the β€˜Hell in a hay basket’ saying sort of way, if he was remembering it correctly. Maybe taking the poster from the board wasn’t the nicest or most polite thing to do, but it was the only way to prevent people from aiming for the same creature he was and possibly fucking up his chance. His chance at a free 36 grand, subtracting the 10% for the guild uptake, was interrupted by Geraldine as he was ordered to take someone along with him. Really? I’ve been doing shit like this longer than some of these guild mates have been aware of their powers. Do we not remember the Minotaur who was using the sewers as his own personal game of cat and mouse? Or what about the Ouroboros snake that was terrorizing a corporate skyscraper? What about the imps?...Actually let’s not remember the imps, that was embarrassing. Kayle thought this to himself as he looked back to see the chaos that was now the contract board.

Another member seemed to pipe up in his defense, and Kayle got a glimpse of a long time guild mate, Emery. Couldn't say he knew the guy personally, but like any other long time member, he made a note to know their names and general information. Fire user if he was correct, at least there was someone out there who wasn’t doubting his ability. Someone was yelling out about sweets, but Kayle wasn’t in the mood for food even if he had needed to eat it. Moving his eyes back towards the board, he contemplated changing his β€˜quest’ up if he was going to be forced to bring along someone else, when a charmer decided to take to the stage. Eileen, of course you would do something like that. Kayle thought as he shook his head with a slight smile. Eileen was one of the few people that he would consider a friend in this guild. They had shared drinks a number of times, when Kayle could get past the burning that is, and she was generally fun to have around. He hadn’t done any jobs with her, but today could bring a change to that.

Kayle looked at the paper in his hand, giving a sigh as he looked back up at the crowd in front of the board. There were so many things going on at once that Kayle kind of wondered about the point of it all before deciding that if he needed to have a tag along, they might as well go big. Kayle wandered back up to the board, stabbing his piece of paper back up on it before taking his phone out and snapping a picture of the Nandi Bear. He might have ripped this one down too, if he wasn’t worried that they might not be able to pull it off. Five stars were rated such for a reason, so he wanted to make sure that people would try after them if they were to fail. Next, he wandered over to where Eileen was standing, seeming to talk to the girl whose name was still evading Kayle.

β€œCircus bear? You make it seem like there’s going to be clowns involved.” Kayle paused for a second, giving a frown. β€œI hate clowns.” Kayle then gave a light smile to show that he was joking...mostly. He looked over to Eileen. β€œHey, if you’re up for murdering a massive teddy bear made of hate and spite, let’s get this show on the road.” Kayle stepped up onto the table, standing over top of the crowd. He shook his hands to the side slightly before bringing them into a clap.

Blue lightning sparked from them, creating a loud but not deafening crack that he hoped had grabbed everyone’s attention. β€œAlright fellow creators of a loud and chaotic guild hall.” Kayle started, looking at everyone. β€œMyself, and evidently these two lovely ladies to my side are looking to take on the five star bounty, aka the β€˜Nandi Bear’.” Kayle said looking over everyone. β€œWe’ll be taking my car to the mountainside to look for this beast, but unfortunately my car only has enough room for 4 plus a driver.” Kayle wiped his hands off on his trenchcoat slightly as tiny sparks flew from his fingers. β€œSo, counting Eileen and…” Kayle looked down at the girl who he still didn’t know. β€œThis...one, that leaves two spots open. If you want in, find the black Subaru with the spoiler and raised hood out in the parking lot. We’ll be waiting there. First come, first serve.”

With that finished, Kayle hopped down and started walking towards the door, eager to simply get moving. He looked back at Eileen and the other girl, motioning for them to follow.

β€œComing?” Kayle stated more than asked as he started walking towards the door. He passed by Castor and what appeared to be a new girl on his way out, giving a polite nod as he did so. β€œCastor.” Kayle stated in greeting, making his way out the door.

Making his way out the door revealed a rather dark night, but that was most likely for the best. The Nandi bear would hopefully be out hunting if that were the case, and their chances of finding it would go up if only because they would then become it’s prey. Not exactly a reassuring plan. Kayle walked away from the front doors, towards a small parking lot where his black Subaru was parked. He reached into his coat pocket, pressing the button on his key chain to unlock the doors with a click of the car’s lights. With that being done, he leaned against the hood of his car and pulled out his game once more as he waited for people to show up.

This time...this time I will kill you King of Suffering! Kayle thought to himself as his game lit up and started broadcasting sounds of sword clashes and frantic yelling.

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Castor sighed as he became immediately overwhelmed, which honestly wasn't a surprise to him. Sure, he had been eager to get back home to the guild, but he had only been back for ten minutes or so and he already wanted to leave again. Objects were flying around, people were being loud, Gerald(ine) was being a whiny and jealous tool, as per usual, and now he was being approached by another member and prodded with questions. He had had enough. He shook his head slowly at Aella as he shrugged and stared at her with a blank expression.

"She didn't tell me her name yet. Why don't you ask her yourself, I have to... do something. Anything. Away from here. Right now."

With that, he locked eyes with Josephine for a moment, trying his best to silently urge her to escape as he was about to, and then turned away to venture to his room. There he changed clothes, slipping into something that allowed him to more comfortably move around in at various speeds, and grabbing a small, collapsible buckler. As it was now, the buckler was a simple wooden rectangle, but it could be folded out with a quick flick of the wrist into an 18 in. diameter shield. His rapier was still hung at his waist.

His next stop was outside, or more specifically, Kayle's vehicle. Castor had been an Officer of the Blue Empire guild essentially as long as the guild had existed, and so he knew when members were just seeing dollar signs after looking at any specific bounty. Five star bounties shouldn't be taken lightly, they're dangerous, often incredibly so, and they're difficult. Even with groups of people. Hell, sometimes they were difficult even with Castor on board.

Seeing as he was the second to arrive at the vehicle after Kayle's little announcement, Castor approached the man himself and held out his hand in front of him, palm cupped and facing skyward, as if he was waiting for something to be handed to him. Something like a set of keys. Because he was the only one who actually knew where they needed to go, because like always, the members had gotten all worked up and decided to set out before getting any of the necessary information from either of their Officers.

"C'mon. Hand 'em over. You don't even know where you're going, or what a Nandi Bear is. Whoever else shows up won't know, either."

Castor would have to fill them in either as he drove or before they left.

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Josephine eyed the girl, who's stature seemed to mimic her own. Maybe for once she had found a human being who was shorter than herself. She seemed nice enough, but friendliness was a trait that made Jo feel a tad bit uneasy. Maybe it was the fact that, she herself, was incapable of the gregarious attribute. She preferred blatancy over this polite crap, but seeing as this guild would soon be considered her new 'home', she worked up a humble smirk.

"Josephine Gwen." She reached out a hand, hoping to greet her company with a handshake, but faltered with she noticed the caked on dirt that covered her palm. It must have been from retrieving her bag. Now that she thought about it, a warm shower sounded decedent. It was late, and she hadn't even filled out her guild registration yet, so bounties were most definitely off limits anyways.

Considering he/she had been poking around orders upon their arrival, Josephine assumed that this lanky flamboyant.. person was someone of authority. She rotated her shoulders to look at them with pale blue lenses. "Where will I be staying?"

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Geraldine scoffed as Castor so rudely sauntered away, without so much as a greeting. Then again, what was he to expect?

With a hefty sigh, Geraldine scratched at the nape of his neck, and took in the young innocent features of the new girl. He couldn't control the exasperation as he rolled his eyes. It seemed Castor had a newly developed 'thing' for picking up little girls.

Still, he was taken back by her seemingly demanding personality.

"Hold on, sweetheart." He crossed his arms, leaning in to meet the sassy young one at eye-level. "You aren't even an official guild member yet. Who's to say you're even qualified?"

Then again, Castor had yet to bring home one that wasn't.

"If you're so eager for a place to stay, then you'll be rooming with Aella here."

He mentally scoffed to himself. When exactly had this become a boarding house for midgets?

His jealous concerns were quickly scraped from his mind when he realized just how bare the bounty board had gotten. He needed his vices too, after all and his funds were draining like sand through an hourglass. Knowing Ajax, he'd require Geraldine to cater to the scrubs if he had nothing better to do.

Without another word, he left the two munchkins to converse among themselves and crept behind Emery with all the craftiness of a snake. From behind the chair, he tossed his frail arms around Emery's neck and nestled into his chestnut hair.

"Emery, take me with you." He whimpered, though he hadn't the slightest clue of which bounty Emery had reserved. He just didn't want to be left alone to tend to Ajax's dirty work. With the two of them, it should have been enough to take on any 3-star or lower.

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While he had been lazily on his phone, a few others began looking at bounties. Some girl was yelling about taking the on the bear. A few others, some girl named Oliver and Kayle, piped up about also taking on it. While he was interested in the fight that would happen taking on such a beast, he stayed quiet and let others have a chance at a five star bounty. He also noticed Castor had a new recruit, though she didn’t look very inviting of a person.

Through the commotion that was the Guild’s hall, Emery nearly crawled out of his skin when Geraldine had grabbed ahold of him. He nearly fell out of the plush seat, startled. If Emery was anything, easily startled was one of them. β€œGoddammit, don’t do that!” He hissed, looking over at his roommate. Still, the other clung to him like a child, wanting to go on a bounty hunt with him. β€œSure, but I planned on taking the Cerastes and yes I know it’s a four star bounty. Seems like a fun fight. Unless that amarok is up for grabs.” He didn’t know how his superior would react to him wanting to take on a four star bounty alone, but he had said people could join him. He was confident in his abilities to take on some stupid snake and honestly didn’t care much for the money that came with it. Sure, he needed some but Emery was hardly frivolous with his spending, and even if he split up the cash it would last him far longer than most of the guild members.

Pulling Geraldine off of him, Emery rose to his feet, stretching and giving the other a crooked grin. When was the last time he worked on a bounty with Geraldine? He couldn’t remember but he knew they had at least one other time. He mused over how they were to take on either a big ass wolf or a snake. He hoped they could take on the snake, though he was sure he’d burn a forest down if he weren’t careful with his abilities. β€œWhich one do you want to do? Either is fine with me I don’t really care much for the reward.” He spoke, scratching at the back of his neck as he waited for Geraldine's advice.

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It seemed people had already divvied up into their own groups, which left Maria at a loss. When Eileen had called out to look for friends for the five star bounty, the blonde shook her head when their eyes met. Even if she wanted to (and quite frankly, she didn't), her powers relied so heavily on others that she didn't exactly trust everyone to watch her back. Logically, she knew that they were all one team and all that crap; but old habits are hard to break. Not to mention that most of Blue Empire's members were probably used to doing their own thing during a mission, and would probably get thrown off by her getting attached to them by the hip. It was the main reason why she'd stopped herself from going after higher ranking bounties, and why most people still had very little idea of her abilities until now.

She studied the room, looking for any other groups she could join. From what it seemed like, Geraldine and... she frowned. His name escaped her, but she did know he wielded fire. From what Maria could hear of their discussion, it sounded like they planned to go after a four star bounty. Unfortunately she hadn't gotten the chance to even look at the bounties, much less look the creatures up. Such was the life of someone who moved too slow.

The temptation to sit back and simply pick up one of the lower star bounties was tempting. But if she wanted to improve, she'd need to challenge herself. She bit down on the rest of her treat, and moved towards the strange pair. "Geraldine, if your group still has room, I'll join." She inclined her head in greeting towards the fire-manipulator, who until now she couldn't remember the name of. "We should be allowed a three star at the very least, and I don't have a preference as to what we go after."

A smile formed on her lips as she made her usual request before any bounty. She'd never worked with Emery before, so he wouldn't know about it but at least Geraldine would. "I'm going to need to borrow something from both of you though." Hopefully his fire magic would be somewhat similar to Rialto's.

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Geraldine seemed unphased by Maria's sudden appearance. After all, he had become accommodated with every member of the guild, as it was his responsibility as an officer. He'd never once gone on a bounty hunt alone, be it as he tried. He'd be forced to drag along a new member, or face a wall of young faces who pleaded to join his group. Though Emery had separated him, Gerald had a fixation for physical contact. He rested a shoulder upon the boy like a living crutch, and turned his attention to the blonde. Maria's powers were useful in nearly every situation, so why wouldn't he allow it?

"Hey, why not. Let's go after whatever's tougher. That hideous snake, was it? Good. I've got some some pent up stress to release." Though more often than not, he found himself supporting his team mates and rarely ever getting a piece of the action. It never mattered to him. They were all paid the same for their efforts.

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While he awaited for his roommates response, another walked up to them. He smiled at Maria, and though he didn’t know the girl well, he had seen her around several times. He shrugged lightly as she proposed to join their little group, a lopsided grin on his face. β€œI mean, I don’t mind.” He spoke, glancing over at Geraldine. He wasn’t too sure how well he and Maria would work, frankly he didn’t even know her ability. But he was more concerned over the fact he didn’t do well around woman. Not that he didn’t get along, but he was quick to make a fool of himself, and it stung worse around pretty woman, he supposed.4


Though as she spoke up once more, he tilted his head to the right, resembling that of a dog. β€œBorrow?” He asked, though the question was mostly to himself. Geraldine finally spoke up and suggested the snake, causing the younger to pump a fist in the air, looking like a boy who just got a new toy.


β€œFuck yeah, let’s kick its ass!” He still had no idea what Maria could do, but he knew Geraldine could get them out of a tough situation. Though, he was more concerned about burning the forest down tthan anything. He didn’t have enough control over his flames to stop them from spreading.

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        The confusion evident on the redhead's face made her chuckle. With an indulgent smile, she nodded in affirmation to his words. "Yes, borrow." She raised a hand, spreading her fingers as she explained her abilities. "I have power mimicry based on touch, whether it's objects or people." Speaking of, she should probably grab something of Castor's real quick. On the offchance she'd have a lot of trouble trying to learn fire magic, it would be nice to have an alternative to Geraldine's powers.

        Blue eyes glanced around the room, noting that a lot of people had decided to run off with the five star group Eileen had compiled. She wasn't surprised; a lot of their members liked the extra thrill that came with a challenge. Personally, Maria was content in doing the safer tasks. Well, each to his own, right? Anyway, she supposed at one point she'd be roped into a five star bounty. Practically felt like tradition to have at least one five star under your belt. Keep trying until you either get it or you die trying, the latter being the reason why they had a fire in their lobby in the first place.

        "What was the name of the creature again?" Bringing out her tablet, she walked over to the bounty board to check the spelling. "Cerastes." It wouldn't do if they got caught with their pants down thanks to lack of research. Her fingers tapped against the screen rhythmically as she downloaded information about their bounty. Maria hated the thought of being unprepared; better she forced herself to read some uninteresting text than losing her arm thanks to being caught unawares.

        "So, when do we move out?"

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