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Post by The Rising Dragon on Dec 3, 2010 1:22:33 GMT -5
Her? Ker mouthed at Jerome, looking confused. The leader of the cell merely shrugged, not knowing any more than Ker.
"Well now, you'd know better than I would, wouldn't you?" Carn replied. "After all, she is your creation, for our cause. For his cause. Certainly he would desire to know what weapons are at his disposal, would he not? And I dread to learn what kind of havoc would happen if she fell into the Stamarians' hands. I daresay you at least managed to prevent that disaster from happening?"
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Post by Steinerman on Dec 3, 2010 1:50:31 GMT -5
"Of course I did, she's rather important to me as well, don't you think?" Alexis hissed angrily.
"But her life is her own, this is not her cause, Carn. Leave her out of it."
Even as she said it, Alexis knew it probably wasn't true. Over a decade ago, she'd made a promise involving Laramie, her child. To serve the Korin. She known even then that her child would easily outdistance her own powers by miles, easily becoming one of the Harbinger's greatest weapons.
It was one of the greatest mistakes of her life. And she was determined to change it, if possible.
"Know that she is safe, and out of your reach, Carn."
Not technically true, as the last Alexis knew of her daughter she had been taken prisoner by some band of vagabonds and was most likely far from safe, but the lie came easily.
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Post by The Rising Dragon on Dec 3, 2010 2:27:23 GMT -5
"Hmph. We'll see about that, Vister," Carn grunted. "Nothing stays out of the Korin's reach for long. Not even her. Jerome, keep an eye on her. I daresay I don't need to impress upon you her importance."
"You can count on us, sir," Jerome said. Carn nodded, and then got up from his chair before the screen turned to static and went dark. "Miserable old bat."
"So, everything you'd hoped for?" Ker asked, standing up from the wall.
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Post by Steinerman on Dec 3, 2010 2:41:32 GMT -5
Alexis glared at the blank screen for a few seconds before replying.
"Not hoped for, no." She shrugged her shoulders, "But, I expected it. Just not Carn. He was a surprise. And the fact that the Harbinger might take an interest..."
She turned to the others, "And now you have orders to keep an eye on me." She said, amusement in her voice.
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Post by The Rising Dragon on Dec 4, 2010 17:58:29 GMT -5
"He always tells us to keep an eye on anyone who we bring in or capture," Jerome said, shrugging. "Standard policy anyway; the city's too dangerous for anyone who isn't an honorary Stamarian these days."
Ker snorted. "Fuckin' traitors..."
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Post by Steinerman on Dec 5, 2010 2:41:10 GMT -5
Alexis mulled over their words for a moment. So Carn's warning to watch her hadn't been out of the ordinary, it didn't truly surprise her. The man was too suspicious by far.
Her blue eyes thoughtfully scanned Jerome and Ker momentarily, pondering something. Finally she spoke, "You two known Carn long, I take it? He's not one to lie, is he?"
She paced over to the door and glanced out, obviously worried about something. "Ten years ago, he wasn't a liar, and I doubt he's changed much in the past ten, am I right?"
Really she wanted to know if he was telling the truth, if the Harbinger himself might be interested in her daughter. That didn't bode well for Laramie. Part of her hoped it was a lie, that Carn was misleading her to attempt and scare her, but most of her doubted that.
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Post by The Rising Dragon on Dec 6, 2010 17:20:53 GMT -5
"Never has in the time I've known him, far as I can tell," Jerome replied, shrugging. "I take it you two didn't get along back in the day."
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Post by Steinerman on Dec 6, 2010 17:50:45 GMT -5
Alexis snorted in annoyance, "We would work together, when we had too. But yeah, we just about hated each other's guts. And then that scumbag move he just pulled a minute ago...bringing her into this..." She trailed off, fury clouding her expression.
"yeah, I hate him." She added quietly.
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Post by The Rising Dragon on Dec 6, 2010 17:58:42 GMT -5
"So... who is this girl you two were talking about?" Ker asked, lifting an eyebrow.
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Post by Steinerman on Dec 6, 2010 18:13:47 GMT -5
Alexis eyed Ker warily, then shrugged and decided it wouldn't hurt anything to tell them.
"My daughter, Laramie." She stated simply.
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Post by The Rising Dragon on Dec 31, 2010 20:45:41 GMT -5
They remained silent for a few minutes at the admission, quickly putting two-and-two together. After a moment, Ker made a low whistle.
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Post by Steinerman on Jan 1, 2011 20:41:32 GMT -5
Alexis eyed Ker curiously. Of all the reactions she'd expected, a whistle hadn't been one of them. Though truthfully she wasn't sure how she expected them to react.
She cocked her head to the side, "Okay, not quite how I thought you'd respond..." she stated, mimicking his whistle almost flawlessly.
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Post by The Rising Dragon on Jan 1, 2011 23:40:35 GMT -5
Ker shrugged as he folded his arms. "What else can I say?" he replied. "If you wanted something negative, you can always tell Roas about that. I'm sure that'd go over real well with him."
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Post by Steinerman on Jan 2, 2011 2:14:12 GMT -5
A half-grin whispered across Alexis' lips as her mind went to work on what Roas' expression would be if he found out she had a daughter.
A moment later her vivid imagination even supplied appropriate text, assuming he deigned to respond at all. Thinking about it some more, she changed the imaginary speech he'd give to something smaller, an annoyed grunt, most likely.
"Well...that would be interesting..." she drawled slowly, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "But," she continued, her expression becoming slightly more serious. "Probably not a good idea to annoy the man who drives the mech."
She shrugged a second time, self-consciously realizing it was her second shrug in as many minutes.
"Now that you know my deepest, darkest secret, feel free to ask anything else about me," She stated with a spark of half-crazed merriment. "What my daughter looks like, do I like steak, how fast can I melt a rat's brain as opposed to a dog's. Anything at all, gentlemen." She grinned happily at them.
Secrets weren't her forte, and a small, annoying part of her brain had been worrying about keeping secret the fact that she had a daughter. Secrets could be used to blackmail her, and she abhorred the thought of someone else controlling her actions.
Besides the Harbinger, she added to that thought.
But now Carn and she had kindly let "That" cat out of the bag, there really wasn't much people could hold over her. Which was a solid win in her book.
"anyways," she added with a mixture of concern and annoyance, "Where in the world is that silly Mech-jock, how long does it take him to handily win a fight and come back to base triumphant?"
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Post by The Rising Dragon on Jan 2, 2011 2:30:25 GMT -5
"Winning a fight with a mech is one thing, but those old Constructors weren't meant for fighting and hell, he rarely goes after a knight in one without backup," Jerome said, gesturing with his hand. "And right now he's facing off against an entire squadron. And there will be Rangers out. It might be some time before he returns."
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