The Best Kind of Villian
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Faye looks over at Geralt, then examining all of the devices in the room. She heard Ody’s warning to not touch anything, eying Geralt and Apollo…
Faye then stands by Geralt, glancing over at him before hearing a loud scream, turning to Jack. Unable to turn around fast enough, she feels a pair of rage-driven hands strangling her slowly, her eyes widening and her breath escaping her, a feeling of numbness overtaking her mind…
She manages to gasp for breath after a while, feeling her body slowly get air back through it, tears beginning to stream down her cheeks. As her eyes look back at Jack with fear. She obediently follows Geralt in silence.
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Faye continues to walk with Geralt, glancing at Apollo with a worried expression. He didn’t trust him, did he? She leads the way with him, smiling a bit as she gets out of the ship with Geralt the puppy.
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Faye pulls up a chair and gets her datapad, “Let’s see here… Odysseus is a technological genius, owning multiple AIs including SAL and CAL… Jack is a ex-criminal slash vigilante, who only believes he’s doing right for the sake of revenge… Apollo…I don’t know much about him really, he’s a good chef and has a rivalry versus the other Ascendii in the OGA. He’s also standing right outside our door.” Faye nods to it, hearing Ody over the intercom. “Let’s go, I’ll tell you about Rose down there.”
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Faye smiles a bit and shakes his hand, giggling a bit, “Please, call me Faye.” She begins to remember the names of the deceased. Ice was a new name, but she remembered Shavari being his deceased other.
Faye turns around opening her mouth but not saying anything as Geralt and Apollo were doing their own explanations. Faye then goes upstairs to see what Geralt wanted.
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Faye patches her wound, wincing and whimpering as she applies the vial of the cleaning fluid. “N-Nnngghh…” She then slowly bandages the wound, trying to ignore the pain.
Faye smiles and takes a jelly tortilla, giggling a bit while looking up at Apollo, “I never did get to try your sandwiches…” She takes a bite of the makeshift pastry, grinning, “Hey, this is actually pretty good.” She cautiously takes another, nibbling on the one she still had.
Faye then looks over at Jack, her eyes mixed with a feeling of relief, fear, and complete bewilderment, “J-Jack…h-he’s back?” She asks, taking a few steps behind Apollo for safe measure.
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Faye smiles at Apollo, looking down at her arm, “Huh…so that’s what that warm feeling was…” She says, obviously not feeling well from everything that had happened.
She gets up and walks to the nearest medical supply, getting some bandages and a special vial to clean the wound. “I should sit down…” She says, slowly wandering to her seat.
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Faye looks up at Apollo with a tired look in the eyes, seeing his eyes turn a comely silver color. Faye opens her mouth for him, letting out a soft sound as if she was in the doctor’s office, opening up wide and saying, “Aahhhhhhhh.”
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Anna sees the group disperse and heads back home herself, slinging her bow around herself.
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Anna gives a smile, seeing another familiar face, “Hello, Liv! Pleasure to see you again!” She decides to take the arrow off, putting it with the others in the quiver.
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Anna glares at the man that yelled her direction, keeping her bow pointed at the ground, arrow still racked. “Calm down! I won’t harm you if you don’t try to mess with me!” She growls.
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Faye finally feels the blood flowing normally, her eyes slowly opening as she comes to. “Unnghh…” She holds her head and sits up, looking at the gun in her hand and her datapad on her lap… “Oww…w-what happened?”
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Anna walks up to the bunch of people in the distance, seeing the amount of them grow… She hooks and arrow onto the bow, approaching the group with caution…
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Anna wandered along the woods, now having many small animals in her leather sack. She holds her bow, her arrows dripping blood as she held three of them in her hands. She sees a pair of people in the distance, one of them looking very familiar… She walks over to the pair, waving her hand with the blooded arrows.
Torrad was still tending to his farm, spreading a special kind of rock mixture that prevented the snow from covering the crops, melting it and making it water. He looks out in the distance, letting out a sigh.
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Torrad awoke that day beside his dog. He was in his house, and there was a flame, being tended by Anna. Torrad rose from his spot, rubbing his eyes a bit, the stretching outward, “Mmmrrgghh…Good morning, sister.” Anna looks back at him, smiling a bit, “Morning, Torrad.” Nolegs gets up and wanders outside, sitting out there for a while, as if to keep watch. Torrad takes a piece of meat, starting to cook it over the fire with a certain degree of cation and clarity. Anna got some water bowls ready, also filling up the flask she had gotten the day before.
After some time had passed, he cuts the meat with a nasty looking knife, serving it to Anna and himself. They both ate there, throwing the scraps to Nolegs. Torrad goes outside and tends to the farm again, but Anna goes to the woods this time, bow in hand, quiver and flask tied to her, and her squirrel trinket on a leather cord.
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Torrad continued his work on his farm, tilling the land and planting the new seeds Anna had left him, while Nolegs wandered along and made sure no passerby stole anything. Torrad keeps his axe sheathed on his back, still wearing the outfit from before.
Anna was in the market as she sold various foodstuffs from her hunts as well as excess from the farmstead that her and Torrad elected to sell off.