So. This is it. The chapter you’ve all been waiting for. The chapter that brings the meaning to the Crimson Days. [b]Chapter 27[/b] Deuce scrolled through her messages lazily, three empty slushees on her dashboard. She sighed. “What the hell is taking her so long?” She muttered, shaking her head and setting the ship’s coordinates for the Tower. |======================| Meanwhile, Ralph screamed as the Exo tased him with a cattle prod. “WHY THE -blam!- ARE YOU DOING THIS!?!?” He protested, tugging on his restraints. The robot put a finger to her chin. “Hmm…. good question…” A glimmer of hope surged through him. Then her eyes brightened and she snapped her fingers. “It’s for science!” She pronounced, and Ralph’s heart sank. “Alright… tests 1-3 done… now for test 4!” She exclaimed evilly, reaching back into that accursed metal bin. He watched in horror as she drew a scalpel from the bin. “Wh-wh-what are you doing now?” He stammered, staring as she moved the metal blade to his sternum. “Why, dissect you, of course!” She cackled, and he felt the blade bite into his skin. Ralph braced for a tugging sensation, when light filled the room with a flash. “Myra! What the hell are you doing?” Deuce shouted as she busted through the door. Myra quickly hid the scalpel behind her back and kicked the metal bin across the room. “Er..um…. I was doing an experiment!” Deuce jogged over to Ralph and began to inspect him. “ZARA THANK THE TRAVELER!” He heaved a sigh of relief. She simply looked at him with a grim smile. “Were you going to do any permanent damage?” She asked the psychotic Exo. “Nothing that wasn’t fixable by ghost.” Zara gave a single nod. “Ok, carry on.” Ralph’s jaw dropped as Myra raised the scalpel once more. “B-but… You’re on my side!” Zara’s gaze shifted away uncomfortably. “Right Zara? Right?” She stared at her feet, then stared directly into his eyes. “Ralph, if you’re going to love a sadist, you gotta expect this kinda stuff.” And with that, she turned around, and walked out the door. Myra’s eyes blue, then turned to Ralph. She giggled like a small child. “You like her, don’t you?” She teased. Ralph’s face went a deep red. “Well...umm….y-yeah.” Suddenly, the door busted open again and Sanders walked in. “Sanders!” Ralph cheered, leaning upwards. “Do me a favor and free me from this hellhole, would ya?” Sanders looked confused. “W-wait, I was just here too-” He stopped midsentence upon assessing Ralph’s situation. There was a clanging sound as Myra dropped her scalpel. Sanders stared at her awkwardly then turned to Ralph. “Yeah, I’ll free you. And why in the name of-” Surprisingly, Myra stepped in. “And who might you be?” Her eyes were a deep purple. He extended his hand. “Oh hi, I’m Sanders-9. What’s your name?” His LED green eyes were fixed calmly on her purple ones. “I’m your biggest fan.” She whispered, voice like silk. Even Ralph started to feel dreamy. Sanders took a wise step back. “Umm… ok…” he muttered cautiously. Myra placed a hand on his chest and drew closer to him. “Say… are you free tomorrow night? At around 7?” Ralph looked around desperately for ways to kill himself but he couldn’t find any. If it was possible for a robot to blush, that was what Sanders was doing now. “Y-yeah…” He stammered, trying to escape the female exo’s clutches. And of course Zara picked that time to jump back in. “I have a bit of explaining to do, ya see.” She exclaimed, twirling her First Curse. “Myroni-213 here, or Myra, has been wiped so many times her personalities have gone all kaplooey.” “So she’s a sociopath.” Ralph observed. Zara gave him a thumbs up. “Correct! And another important note… whenever she changes personalities, she twitches and her eyes turn different colors. Brown is for lazy, Blue is for happy, orange is for angry, red is for sinister, green is for sad or pensive, and purple,” She gave a wry smile. “Is for loving and lustful.” Ralph could swear he saw a deep hue of red tint the metal on Sanders’ face. “So you mean…” He sputtered, even as Myra ran her hands down the back of his armor. Zara smirked. “Yep.” |======================| Well, that pretty much wraps up Crimson Days! So… who is more screwed, Ralph or Sanders? -Zebra, Out- Chapter Index- https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/157266003 Management (Sasha's side!)-