[b][u]Never Go Dull, Never Go Soft[/u][/b]
[b]Cyprus Cruiser-Shooting Range[/b]
Python stands there, watching Dean take shots at the targets with his shotgun. They were engaged in a conversation. Python speaks.
"Bullshit, Metallica is better than Pink Floyd."
"Dude, Gilmour would smash Hammett in a dual."
"No, he wouldn't."
Dean fires. The target disappears in a cloud of dust, paint and water. He looks down, 'breaking' the barrel and starting to reload the weapon. Python changes the subject.
"Before Nova, how'd you know Jupiter?"
"Don't go there with me, man."
"I'm just looking to officially say I'm sorry."
Dean stays silent, taking aim again, am down the range.
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[b]Aristotis uncloaks, and nods at Dean.[/b]
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"A fallen? Haven't seen one of you guys in a while." Python stares up at her, with a confused look. [spoiler]Afk...[/spoiler]
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[b]She leaps back down, and stands up, chittering at Python[/b]
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He looks down at her. "I uh...don't speak Fallen." He grins and shrugs.
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[b]She holds out her hand, and makes a few buzzing sounds.[/b]
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He shakes her hand. "I'm Python....if you didn't already know." He smiled, but it was hollow, meaningless.
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[b]She wirrs as she stares at him.[/b]
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"You speak English? Basic? Standard?"
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[b]She shakes her head.[/b]
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He nods. "Alright. Just gimme a sec here..." A blue light comes out of Python's eye, scanning her. It comes up with the exact dialect and language that she speaks. "That should work...."
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[b]She tilts her head.[/b]
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"Talk in your native tongue. I should be able to understand you."
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"C-Can you?" [b]She sounded a lot younger than she looked.[/b]
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"Yeah, I can understand you.....wait, how old are you?"
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"Y-Y-You can hear my voi-...." [b]She began to slowly step back.[/b]
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"Yeah....what's wrong? Are you ok?" He looks concerned.
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[b]She looks at him, then jumps to the ceiling and cuts open a vent grate.[/b]
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He shakes his head. "Why do they always run....?" He jumps up into the vent and crawls after her.
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[b]She crawls as fast as she can down the vent, sometimes opening grates behind her to slow down Python.[/b]
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The grates don't slow him, with the force of a freight train, not much can. He eventually catches up to her, almost within arm's reach.
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[b]She quickly cuts open the vent right under her and slips out.[/b]
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The vent breaks under Python's weight and her cutting the metal. He falls flat on his face and is slow to get up, but he does and runs after her.
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[b]She runs around a corner and leaps onto the ceiling, then cloaks.[/b]
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He jumps, grabbing her by the arm and pulls her down. She remembers the cloak didn't work on him. Python holds her in front of him. "Why'd you run?"
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[b]She squirms.[/b]