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Chapter Two: Outlaws
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Faye holds up a hand and shakes her head, smiling a bit as she mouths, ‘None taken.’ She goes to her bag and checks on her items, getting her datapad and typing a few things on it…
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Apollo read Ody’s lips and grabbed Faye by the neck, holding her against the ship wall. “You…are going to fix this…or I will take your life like you did Jack’s…” Apollo released Faye and walked away, his steps more hostile than his recent actions.
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(Apollo, didn’t I teleport you to Geralt’s ship?)
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(I got so mad I mirrored back, forgot to write that in)
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Faye looks up and sees Apollo mirror back, gasping and being choked on a wall, her hands grasping for her neck, “I…I…” She falls to the ground with a thud, gasping for air…She whimpers and goes back to her datapad.
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Geralt tries to ignore the angry Apollo. Just better to ignore him. Don’t give him the attention he wants. Pure-bread Ascendii, they act just like kids. So what if I killed Jack? How was I supposed to know his immortality was taken from him?
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((I’m not at your location, Geralt, and by the way the last comment is racist o.o))
Apollo rattled off an Inversic telegraph to Spimphy. [Send me cartographer. I need him for where we’re going.]
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Andaluza follows his gunship behind Betty and Geralt, aiming torpedoes directly at the engines. [Slowly does it…]
He lands a direct hit on Betty, aiming another torpedo at the cockpit, specifically, Geralt’s head.
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Apollo went back to Faye slowly, thinking about Geralt. [I guess we have no choice but to hate each other. Lupides. Dogs. They act like them, always seeking the center of attention and doing nothing but shooting other’s friends. This one’s no good, he has no loyalty and all he does is pursue his own goals. But I can’t ever let him die. Ever. I just can’t stand to see another member die. I should have never suffocated Faye.]
“Faye…I’m so sorry…I didn’t-I mean I did mean to but I wasn’t thinking right. I’m…just so upset at Jack…is your neck okay? I can check it if I have to, I just can’t see another person die…”
Apollo continued stammering until he couldn’t say anything else and got up and ran to the OGA starfighter he was in earlier.
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Thoughts: Geralt is always thinking about himself and desiring attention, yet I don’t want to hurt him. I just can’t stand to hurt anyone else. I…Faye…no…why did I do this?
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Faye looks up at Apollo and smiles, getting up, “I’ll be okay… I know it can be tough, I’m just glad I preped myself beforehand…or else I might have been dead…like for real…” She ups a communication link with him as he goes off into the other ship.
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Apollo looks out the window, worried, towards Faye.
“Where is Kika though? I liked that name better…”
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Faye gets the communication uplink established and smiles into it, speaking in Kika’s voice, “I’m still here, Apollo! I was…well, you want to hear a long story?”
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Geralt feels the shop rock with the concussion of a torpedo with a second one heading straight for him. Geralt runs into the other room and shuts the door to the cockpit just as the second torpedo lands. What the fuck!!!! Who is shooting at me!!!! Geralt finds a working console in the room and hails Odysseus. Mayday, mayday! I’ve just taken a hit! Can I get some backup?! I’m under attack! Mayday, mayday! Once his S.O.S gets out, Geralt runs to the nearby closet and starts throwing on space gear. I’ve always hated this shit. It’s uncomfortable and my tail has absolutely no roo- heyy. This is kinda roomy. Oh yeah, this was Jack’s ship.. Jack is a big man. Once he got on the gear, Geralt ran back to the console, grabbing his weapons as he did so. If I have to scream into the darkness of space and disorient the pilot of whatever ship is firing on me, I swear to god I will! I am NOT dealing with this shit right now!
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<i>Odysseus hears Geralt signaling him, and opens a channel. He looks at the sensors, seeing Andaluza’s ship. </i>”Ok. Geralt, we are dropping out of hyperspeed. You do the same.” Odysseus considers his weapons systems, and decided that Andaluza’s ship is too quick to attempt to fire at. “Hey, Geralt… How do you feel about dangerously stupid plans?”
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