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Screw it, I think. I release the catches on the vent cover so that the only thing holding it up is me. As soon as the merc is below me, I'm going to let go and jump down with it. With any luck, it will take him out and break my fall in one go.
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Xir, I repeat to myself in my head. Are they talking about Robynne or another? My muscles ache from pushing myself through this awful system. I consider my options. My darksuit comes prepared with a number of chloroform applications, but that …
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I have to stop myself from humming in satisfaction after the panel lifts up so cleanly. I slide through the dark enclosed space with a half-earnest prayer to my elders. I had to leave my katana behind, considering the space issues, so I'm most con…
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Facing adversity with tech presumably. (Rolled: 2d6+1. Rolls: 6, 6. Total: 13)
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I cuss into my comm when there isn't any word from Bezier. Did something happen or is there just a signal issue? No matter, no time to delay. I find the keystone, no help from anyone, then pry off the adjacent cm of plasteel so that I can attach …
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I'm clinging to the side of Imani Biomedical facility, hidden in the shadow cast by the facility's east tower. I'm sheathed in a fully customized stealth outfit, designed using cutting edge imperial schematics, that I refer to as my darksuit. If I…
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I run through my plan. "I'm sending you my comm id for Bezier to lock onto. Send me the coordinates and the schematics." I always wear my darksuit under my gown. "And consider looping in Bai. She could provide a distraction."
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"Of course!" I say, surprised at the simplicity of the task. "Inform her of my request." My wheels are still spinning, though. "Is a direct assault your only option?" If Bezier were to disable their systems, and I were to slip inside in my dark sui…
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When I hear the news, I blanch, briefly. "No apology necessary," I say while I consider the request. To think I'd just been inviting Robynne to go shopping. "Archbelloch has been kidnapped, has xie? What sort of assistance are you looking for?…
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I look thoughtfully towards the patrol station, taking care to avoid biting my lip in public. When the comm comes in, I accept it immediately. "Yes?"
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If she weren't angry with me, she would have reassured me otherwise. Kohaku is an honest soul, at heart. She would rather dodge the question than answer it dishonestly. I let her stew. She'll come around. She replaced Rieva. To my knowledge, th…
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I've only achieved a temporary peace, but I hold the tiny victory in my heart. I catalogue the taste of him on my lips, in case I never know it again. Mykki is someone I treasure, even if he also holds me back. "Attend me, Kohaku," I say summaril…
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I don't react to the blade. I did not think to plan on Kohaku's reaction, but it only makes the scene more perfect. She could take his life without reprisal in most instances, although she would still face trial. Were he not an imperial agent on off…
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Kiss me, Mykki. (Facing adversity with influence.) (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 5, 1. Total: 8)
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I let him bear my weight and release a disconsolate sigh before I open my eyes. Then look up at Mykki through fluttering lashes. "Do you ever wonder what we would have been like, Mykki?" It's not entirely an act for me. There was a time in my li…
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Well, that backfired. I sniff again for verisimilitude. My eyes scan the area briefly for security cameras, locate a convenient one on the the implant shoppe. Perhaps I can still find a way to put Mykki in a bad position. I turn so that the cam…
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(Sorry for being a one-trick pony.) Facing adversity with influence. (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 2, 3. Total: 7)
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I sniff at him and decide to remind him of the last time we saw each other. "Well, you certainly don't improve your presence in my memory when you refuse my social calls. Remind me of your betrothed's name again?" Regardless of whether he rises…
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Mykki is a low-ranking noble that was a frequent face at the innumerable dinner parties I was forced to attend as I grew up. We would have spirited discussions about just-barely-approved topics while the other young people looked in askance at us. H…
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"No heroics," I say again to Kohaku. I don't bother to tell her to flee, she wouldn't listen anyway. Inwardly, I'm annoyed. This will likely inconvenience me. I set my comm unit to ping my location to Allevard via The Thousand Blessings' network…
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Facing Adversity With Influence! (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 5, 1. Total: 8)
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I frown. This complicates things. "Prepare to flee," I say quietly. "No heroics." I rise from the table with a wistful look at the remainder of the jlingjling in my cup. I move the votive candle on the cafe table towards the flimsy curtains. T…
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Assessing with Influence. (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 3, 1. Total: 6)
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I can't quite hear the poem from my vantage point, but the movement is indeed captivating. She seems to be repeating specific short and long motions for emphasis. It isn't until the third repetition that I realize it might be Rebel code. I start …
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I am dressed as a modestly wealthy lady might be when trying not to advertise that fact; it is still betrayed by the quality of my clothing and the extent of my grooming. The hilts of our Imperial katanas are wrapped with rough leather so that they…
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"I look forward to it, Mister Bezier." I turn away from the holding compound, flipping my hood up over my features. Over my shoulder to Kohaku, "Ping Miyako and Haru, have them meet us at the entrance to the lowport. We're going shopping." Mos…
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I liked how competent Mister Bezier came across. "Modifying the ones she has installed now is is fine with me. Let me know if there are any expenses. And no. I think I pissed her off too much." I walk with him to the door of the holding compo…
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So that's how it's going to be. I leave the cell abruptly. Kohaku and Jek have a tension between them that's grown since I've left them, but I demonstratively ignore them for a moment, let them reassert their professional demeanors when they've fi…
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I clenched my hand into a fist so tight that it hurt, enough to still the tears. I wipe my eyes with my brocade sleeve and turn away from the wall. "I'll try to arrange for an 'accidental' escape," I say, voice going cold. "Send me a message on m…
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I stand and face the wall so that Rieva won't see my eyes fill up with tears. "What else did he tell you?" It didn't hurt too much yet, this betrayal. But it would. I could feel it burning.