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“You will be compensated, for the clothing and your silence, because I can and will make you disappear if you say a word the wrong way.” She hated to be this way, but there was little choice. “I had tall parents.” Cal shrugged. Once he left, she started taking off the armor. 𝘚𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺.

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“Good for the soul, and good for conversation.” Cal tipped her glass in accent, then sipped at it again. “What flavours are you picking up?”

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She sized him up, and scowled. “I’ll need your help with that.” Cal looked down at her armor, then back to him. “Even out of this, I’m six-five. Your clothes won’t fit me. If you can get a hoodie and some loose pants, that would work. I’ll… pay you back.”

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Her head fell a little, but only for a second. “I’ll figure something out.” She told him, and looked back at him. Money. That was going to be a problem here. Nothing was free, especially in this time. “If I made myself a little less conspicuous, could I use this computer of yours?”

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“C’est ça.” Cal smiled and sipped at her glass again. “This one is meant to be enjoyed slowly. Savour the notes. Usually I have a cigar with this one, but not today.”

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Without a word, Cal pulled the bottle from the floor and set it on the table. “Want to take a mulligan on that one?” She started to chuckle, but pushed the bottle over towards her drinking companion.

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Cal was about to tell her to enjoy, but then the drink was gone. “Well then…” she sipped at hers, enjoying her own drink. “Next time, I’ll put it in a shot glass.”

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That’s what a second glass is for. ;) She doesn’t need to bring snacks, but it’s appreciated. “Cheers, eh?”

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She’s poured an extra. Who’s going to drink it?

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Yup. Gibberish. Can confirm.

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She had to step in slightly sideways as the doorways weren’t meant for her width. Her cloak disengaged as she entered. So long as she wasn’t jumping around, the structure would hold. 𝘉𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺. “It will suffice.” Cal noted all entries and exits. “Do you have… the internet?” She needed Intel.

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“As would a few I know back home.” She snorted, her voice coming through her helmet speakers as they walked. “I’m sure it will work just fine. So long as it’s sturdily constructed. I’m not exactly light as a feather here.”

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Watching the rest of you meet Master Juridical is, as she would phrase it, amusing.

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— 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧-𝐈𝐈 Well-rounded | Tech fanatic | Fiercely loyal | 6’6” | 6’10” armored | Straightforward | High-energy | Frustratingly stubborn | Socially, she’s doing her best #HaloRP | #ᴇʟᴜᴠᴇɪɴ

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She honestly couldn’t tell if he was being serious or not, and she also didn’t know if she should be worried or not. Once again, though, Alex was keen to see if he actually followed through. Eddie in a costume? Oh, the mind could wander… “Take it as a challenge if you like, babe. I’m not going +

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Stargazing = Yes Smoking = Stop that

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Homeless shelter? Is he mad? Her visor polarized, but before it did, there was a hint of a smile in her eyes. “You swear about as much as I do.” Cal nodded. “Lead on. You won’t see me, but I’ll be right behind you.”

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“Not in your lifetime, they won’t.” She deadpanned, and stood back up. The cloak disengaged and she reappeared. “That’s only a fraction of what I’m capable of.” Her visor depolarized and he could now see her eyes; a haunting blue-green. “Now, I need somewhere to lay low and find my way back.”

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This was laughable. How could he not…? She hunched down, so the skeletal visor lined up with his eyes. “You ever seen anyone from 1998 do 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨?” Before his eyes, she shimmered and ‘disappeared’ as her armor engaged the on board cloaking field. It wasn’t perfect, but for this, it would be enough

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Aesos Oh, Bruce… 😂

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Workin her CNC machine to the max. Parts. Parts. And MORE PARTS

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Aesos You ever have a word that looks so weird, it must be spelled wrong, but it’s not? Yeah, my word of the day for that is Future

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She’s been called 𝙛𝙖𝙧 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙚, so his ‘insult’ doesn’t phase her. His questions, however, do. Her head tilts as if to say: ‘𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮?’ “For a detective, you’re horrible with deductive reasoning. Have you ever seen armor like this? No? I’m… from the 𝙛𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚. That’s all I will say for now.”

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𝘽𝙧𝙪𝙘𝙚 𝙍𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙨𝙤𝙣/𝙈𝘿𝙉𝙄/ #Necromerchant

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1998?! Scotland? 𝙀𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙝. Her head immediately looked around for surveillance cameras. None, at least here. “That presents a problem. I’m not supposed to be here, clearly. The less I tell you, the better.”

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Cal was precise in shaking his hand. Too hard and she would shatter his hand. He didn’t need to know that though. “Now, about that looking around.” Her head shifted and noted her surroundings weren’t exactly familiar. “This is going to sound… odd, but… where am I? Or 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯?”

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“Caliber. Spartan Caliber.” It was delivered flatly, but confidently. The grip on her rifle shifted and she tossed it over her shoulder, to mag-lock on her back. “Good to meet you, detective.” She offered an armored hand for a shake.

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His ‘bite’ wouldn’t even scratch her armor, so she wasn’t worried in the slightest. He mentioned the law, and it piqued her interest. Enforcement? More intel needed. “That depends on who’s doing the looking.”

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Honest huh? Well, he asked for it, he was going to get it. “Yeah, Russ. You do.” She sighed lightly, and tossed her rag to the bench. “Look at yourself. You look like shit… like you haven’t taken care of yourself in at least a week. When was your last drink?”

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“I’ll say.” Cal’s helmeted head tilted a little. He was 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 short, in comparison. “You didn’t answer my question.”

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@detectivesrgnt.bsky.social Shorty. What are you doing here? (Don’t mind the fact that she’s 6’10”, armored to hell and armed to the teeth…)

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// Sorry… I LOATHE typos

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This view, right here. Seeing Jupiter and her other moons with the rising Sun? 𝘌𝘹𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦.

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Walking down the corridor, to her workshop, datapad in one hand, JetFuel™️ in the other. Anyone passing by?

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Aesos Funny Halo number 😂

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It’s a 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 kind of evening.

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Aesos

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