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1/6/2018 8:22:48 AM
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“[i] I have created thesises as to why so-called mages can make people disappear out of thin air, never to be seen again. And they were accepted. Everything has an explanation. And there’s a difference between an explanation, and how it is made. Let’s take fire, for instance. Let’s say a mage makes fire in their hands. Well, all they’re doing is heating the oxygen in the air up until it combusts, using the particulates as fuel for the fire, and they create a gravitational well that pulls in material to keep it going. I do not know how they make it happen, but I do know the scientific processes behind it. You understand?[/i]”
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"Uhh, I guess. I could always make an illusion too, like have them think a fire is behind them."
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“Bounty work isn’t always about getting somebody. We also do scouting and searching.”
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"Oh, I can probably help with that too somehow." She nodded.
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“Well... How about we go ahead and get started, then? When I saw those guys up on you earlier, I was on my way to kill or capture a huge lizard. Alive nets is more cash. Ready to head out, or do you need a bit of time to prepare?”
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"I'm fine to go now. I've only got my magic to use afterall and it's very reliable."
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“Alright. Hop back in the shop, should be a seat somewhere you can sit on. We’ll be back in about two hours, if everything goes smoothly.”
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"Sounds good." Silver walked back in, finding a seat and strapping herself in.
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“[i]Why are you here?[/i]” [b]Rian would look very confused, and Theo would enter behind her, closing the hatch and preparing to launch.[/b]
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"I'm going to help him so I can make some money. I'l get you out in no time, Rian."
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“[i]The only contracts he has accepted right now involve killing big game and a military leader... You told me you wouldn’t start any trouble.[/i]”
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"I said I'd try not to be violent...I won't be. I'll be [u]helping[/u] him be violent." She sighed. "It's the best I could think of."
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“[i]You could’ve just gotten a job... Could’ve asked one of your friends if you knew anything... Whatever.[/i]”
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"Yeah, but this apparently makes a good amount of money. It would take forever if I worked at a cafe or something."
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“[i]Alright... I’ll set course...[/i]” [b]The ship begin to whizz, engines running. They eventually took off.[/b]
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"Rian, I'll be fine. I'm all about protection." She waited for them to get there.
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“[i]That’s what Theo’s Last partner said. Now they’re dead on a swamp planet.[/i]”
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"Well, the last partner wasn't me."
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“[i]Whatever... Just don’t die. Don’t want that on my mind... Processor. Not a mind. I don’t have a brain.[/i]”
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"You can still call it your mind. Not everything has to be logical."
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“[i]I literally do not have a brain, so I have no mind. Maybe one day that can change. I’ve heard synthetics have gotten very advanced.[/i]
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"Maybe..." She sighed.
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“[i]I’m not asking you to do anything about that. I’ll do it myself, if given the chance.[/i]”
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"Oh, alright. I can still try to help though. I am your friend now afterall."
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“[i]Yeah... Yeah I guess... We’re landing in ten minutes. Get ready.[/i]”
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"I always am ready." She replied, happy to finally get off.
