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Chapter Five: Retribution
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Faye nods and holds him closer, “Y-Yes!! There’s blood and the furniture is knocked around… Y-You see it right!?”
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Apollo and Andaluza pulled Faye and Geralt’s bed into the open. “Get out here you two! Want to be on the team? Set an alarm clock!”
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Cy finished the can of battery acid before letting her chin drop onto the bar counter. Her left eye, a monitor, showed her battery was half full by the icon. It could probably last her half a week, but the logical machine part of her insisted they shut down to conserve energy. Which is just what she did. All very quickly her body cut off completely before her red eyes went dark and fell shut.
From afar, she looked asleep with her arms cradling her head on the bar, but the stillness of her breathing might have alarmed anyone who was looking.
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Before Apollo comes along I don’t see anything, Faye. He hugs her and whispers Look, you’ve been under a lot of stress. You may be seeing things, that’s all.
After Apollo Oh, hey there Apollo. Umm, this isn’t what you think it is. I think..
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Faye looks around the room, a terrified expression on her face, “H-How am I the only one to see this!?” She doesn’t let go of Geralt, looking at Apollo, “W-Where am I!?”
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Apollo sighed. “We fought earlier. The blood is real. Just…put it behind us, ok? We’re a team and that’s all that matters.”
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Andaluza smiled and slugged Apollo in the arm. “Blood is good, toughens people up!”
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Faye looks at it all, letting out a sigh of relief, “Well… Okay then.” She loosens her grip on Geralt and backs off of him a little, “Sorry…” Faye looks up at Apollo and Andaluza, then glancing at the ship they were on, “Where are we then?”
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Apollo rolled his eyes and continued onwards, dragging Faye and Geralt’s bed. “Just so you know, even though ascendii got wing power to drag a bed, you two still have four total functional feet to use.”
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Geralt, tired and exhausted shakes his head, grabs a water bottles and splashes some water on his face, and only then is able to see the blood. What the… Okay then. Geralt gets off the bed and then asks Apollo What is going on?
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Faye lets her legs hang over the bed as she looks up at Apollo, “Why don’t you answer my question then know-it-all?!” She growls, irritated by the Ascendii.
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Andaluza looked enthusiastically at Faye. “Hesperia, the most technologically advanced and savage place in the entire galaxy. You have to be more alert to survive here, and we can’t make you do that if you’re on a bed not willing to use your own feet.”
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How the hell did we make it here?
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Faye looks over at Andaluza and hops off of the bed, smiling now, “Good to know… What ship are we on? I know this isn’t Jack’s pig sty…” She asks Andaluza particularly.
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Apollo happily interjects Andaluza and answers. “This is the O.S.S Fury, courtesy of Calypsa…whatever she is Zephyr or whatever. Anyways, we’re here on Hesperia to pursue Calypsa’s interests.”
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