originally posted in:The New Dojo
[i]Meghan took a look over to the hitchhiker and remembered the familiar face of Thebes, who she pulled the truck over for. She hadn't even owned the car, really, just borrowed it from a friend in order to arrive in something that wasn't a pearlescent pink and silver Sparrow, so she understood the struggle of having to find alternative means of transport. The side door opened for Thebes and Meg stopped the car.
"Heyo." [/i]
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"...No way." [i]Thebes would look at Meghan, before she would then proceed to enter the borrowed truck. She would lean back in her seat, brushing off the residue of frost and snow before those bright neon green eyes would then turn to Meghan.[/i] "I didn't take you to be the mountain type.. you're able to walk again, I hope?"
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[i]"Yeah, but it took me some time to recover. Made the first half of that party a drag," Meghan joked, turning the radio on. She set some low volume classic rock to play - The best thing she could get during a car ride this long. "How're you feeling after, you know?" [/i]
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"Worn out, really. I've had a lot of parties, but that one was.. Interesting." [i]Thebes smiled a little, her pearly white teeth breaking through her grin a little as she would shrug. "Worn out" was honestly an understatement for what went down.[/i] "I had a good time, though. Went from drinking to.. holy shit."
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[i]"I believe the things said make it more of a '-blam!- yeah!' than a holy shit." [/i]
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"Ha. Definitely more "fuсk yeah", more than anything." [i]Thebes would recall one of the.. moments.[/i] "Amazing, honestly. Made me think about a lot more.. well, interactions. Did you get my number, by the way?"
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[i]"Yeah, I think I did. Slip of paper I keep in between my bóobs with some other names and numbers. Gotta make do with that as a phonebook." [/i]
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"Heh, I'd be down for more parties. Hell.. we need some Strikes on this hole. Some Fallen to beat down. Maybe I'll hold a Strike on a special place, just with you? ...by the way, you wouldn't know where to pick up some prosthetic arms and strength augmentations, would you? That Dojo place's an option. But I've got enough Glimmer to turn you and I into tanks if needed."
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[i]"I have legitimately no clue where to get any prosthetics. Why, is your Ghost turning you into an amputee?" [/i]
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"Nope. I'm turning myself into an amputee, had some creative thoughts about some arms. Pack some more power."
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[i]"What are they? Because if it's your hands getting some power, I kinda want to prepare myself more." [/i]
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"Obviously some strength augmentations. At some point, I'll have to modify my actual arms for enhanced muscles, and soon spinal cord if I'm really packing heat. I'm talking about combining Sunstrike with a punch that busts through rows of assholes in a punch.. Not on you, babe. Additionally, some leg enhancements would be even better. Turn Catapult into a literal catapult. More on the arms, though.. I could look into electric discharges too, like a constant Arc punch, except I can turn it off when needed. Adamantium or ceramite plated knuckles? Totally worth it, too. Though I need something that doesn't ruin our pleasure. Maybe a layer of synthetic skin.. I dunno."
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[i]"I have literally no clue how any of that works, but I know a guy who might." Meghan's mind drifted off to a certain Warlock, one who had been obsessed with understanding Exos from the Golden Age. She recalled Polaris knew a good bit, but would a devoted follower of Toland the Shattered help Thebes? She could only hope, and it was a fair shot. He was no roboticist, but perhaps he knew one. "A member of my old Fireteam isn't too far from Khalosh right now. Maybe we could head over to him and get some help?" [/i]
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"Sounds like he could help us out for a bit." [i]Thebes muttered to herself, as she would then study her palm, opening and closing the fist before she would then clench it tightly.[/i] "Yeah, sure. Let's go pay a visit."
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[i]"Alright. It's a few hours away, so feel free to get some sleep while we drive. We'd also need to take a boat across the sea." [/i]
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"Mm. Alright.." [i]Thebes wasn't the type to carry on conversations for hours, evident as she fell into silence. She would close her eyes then, shuffling about in her seat before descending into something of a dreary sleep.[/i]
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[i]Meg, in the meantime, had driven the two of them to Ollimand and Khalosh within a few hours. [/i]
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[i]Whenever Thebes would wake up, she would mutter something about "World domination in the works" and "possible recruits: I don't fuсkin' know", before her eyes would safety drift open. Ahead of Meghan and Thebes was Khalosh - after the taking of it by the Tribune, and the retaking of it by the Trayven, it was hardly in a civic situation, outside if the attempts at rebuilding the towers and walls. Purple flags with rearing golden lions flew from the skies, as Thebes sighed and moaned a little to herself.[/i] "So two armies - no, like five - had a fuсking brawl here? Jesus."
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[i]"Yeah. And now the rat bástards claimed it for themselves - I swear, I'd burn these flags." [/i]
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"It's too damn typical, of entitled assholes. Maybe one day, we'll look at a new Khalosh. A free one, damnit, not controlled by foreign freaks or corrupt assholes who are too busy fuсkling their five-star whоres instead of caring for their citizens."
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[i]"Yeah. Then the citizens can -blam!- five-star whôres like me," Meg jokingly responded. [/i]
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"You know I would, babe." [i]Thebes smiled at the dirty joke, leaning back in her seat.[/i] "Makes me think about another little.. augmentation, though now thinking about it, it wouldn't really be a little aug. I'll have to check how much Glimmer I've got."
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[i]"What's the augment?" [/i]
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"It's a surprise. [i]Definitely[/i] a surprise."
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[i]"Ooh, I can't wait to see it then." [/i]
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"Don't worry," [i]Thebes would playfully kiss Meghan on the cheek then.[/i] "We should definitely find your friend, though, assuming that he hasn't moved out of this hole. Yet."