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[bornrenegade]

Who: Apt B, anyone walking by?
When: Day 62, night (backdated)
Where: APARTMENT BADASS (B)
What: STUFF

[So it's night, which means instead of doing that strange "sleep" thing people keep talking about, Chris was on the 5th floor clearing some nature.

Now he's coming back to Apt B covered in vines and blood and junk all over his armor, but otherwise fine.

OH AND HE'S DRAGGING A BIG DEAD LIZAGON.]

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[cloak_and_sniper]

[sat on the floor in the empty living-area, bare footed and tweaking with her Omni-tool. As is usual]

Hey. You managed to kill something on your own.

[bornrenegade]

[Dropping the Lizagon to the floor.]

It's almost as if I had training.

[cloak_and_sniper]

[regards it with a frown and then is back to her Omni-tool again]

I taught you well.

[bornrenegade]

[He kneels down beside it and holds out his arm, omni-blade popping out. He should really get a smaller blade for this.]

[DEADPAN] Where would I ever be without you?

[cloak_and_sniper]

[there's a beep from her Omni-tool and a flash of frustration, clenching her fist]

Still sleeping in the hallways.

[bornrenegade]

[Grunts moodily at that response and looks over, omni-blade poised over the Lizagon.]

Having trouble?

[cloak_and_sniper]

[makes the tool vanish and folds her arms, looking over at the Lizagon]

You could say that.

[bornrenegade]

[That's kind of weird.]

Not much you can do with it here.

[Starts cutting its stomach!]

"barren" until it gets awesome stuff.

[foil]

[tired, but relieved to be what seems to be recovered completely... what is all this noise?]

[comes to the door and immediately moves back] Woah-!

apt barren... sob

[bornrenegade]

Relax. It's dead.

[Sounds annoyed. Mostly because it was a bitch and a half to kill.

Drops it to the ground with a dead thump!]

[foil]

[is that an odd red glow coming from parts of your face?, looks to the uniform, then he's looking straight to Jane Shepard]

Family?

[bornrenegade]

[Yes, yes it is. And even though he linefaces like a pro it is obvious from his pause that that was an uncomfortable question.]

...Something like that.

[Kneeling down beside the Lizagon and turning it on its back.]

[foil]

[wow, he's going to think you're a slob]

Are you really going to cut into that thing in here?

[bornrenegade]

[Hey it's not like he's not going to clean it. It's just a little blood!

Orange holographic brace appears on his arm, a blade popping out. But he looks over and raises a brow.]

Yeah.

[foil]

[that's just gross, but he's sort of curious anyway]

What is it?

[gets closer, leans over it a little, reaches a hand out to touch - is that even okay?]

[bornrenegade]

Lizagon.

[Well it's dead, so he won't stop you, but he's about to cut this sucker open once you're done.]

[knighting]

[comes into the room, holding a small stone wear cup he found in the common kitchen area filled with blessed water.]

Leo I have your- what is that? [stares at the ... thing.]

[bornrenegade]

[He's totally cutting it open by now too.

He looks up. How come everyone reacts that way? It's just a dead thing.]

Lizagon.

[knighting]

[he reacts that way because the fauna of this place hasn't been exactly kind to him recently!]

Really. [looks at the others then back at this... man] Can you eat it? [no idea about the animals here and anything edible, he just knows he sure as hell isn't cooking it]

[bornrenegade]

Yeah. After getting it purified. What we can't eat we can trade.

[Purposefully not using the word "sacrifice" because that's just weird.]

[He is cutting out the stomach now. Having a bit of trouble because the omni-blade is too big.]

[knighting]

[watches the dissection of the animal with a bit of wonder, he isn't squeamish, it's hard to be when you've seen massive amounts of your own blood-]

Do you need help?

[unhooks his sword, the smaller blade might be helpful]

[bornrenegade]

[The smaller blade is definitely welcome because cutting this damn thing with an omni-blade is a pain in the ass.

He nods.]

Yeah. Can't really get to the smaller organs with this. [Nods to the omni-blade.]

[knighting]

[unsheathes it, taking special care with it. Obviously this means a lot to him!

Offers it to him, holding the blade carefully in his hand, hilt to the other]

I never got your name. [or gave his own] I'm Elliot Nightray.

[foil]

[ah water, smiles] Thanks...

I didn't think you'd eat the eel.

It was really horrible, wasn't it?

[knighting]

[smiles] It wasn't bad.

[shrugs, sure it wasn't the best in the world, and it was burned on one corner but it was food and he wasn't that much of a rich brat to turn it down]