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You trust this bitch about as far as you can throw her, and while you can probably throw her pretty damn far you… you know what? Bad analogy. Still, you’d be surprised if she didn’t give away something useful while blabbing, and your pals can think of a way in while she talks at you. Seems like a good deal!
Fine, you groan, you’ll hear her out… guess this means your pals will just have to get comfortable and <span class="mu-s">LOOK AT THE DOOR</span>...
If your gang comprehends the hidden meaning behind your words, they don’t show it. Rivka, on the other hand, seems <span class="mu-i">delighted</span>!
“<span class="mu-i">Always refreshing to observe uncharacteristic sense in lesser-minded individuals, however fleeting it may be!</span>”
You’re full of surprises, you grunt as you hastily motion for her to continue, get to the damn point already!
“<span class="mu-i">The point is thus:</span>” The scientist growls as she leans in close, “<span class="mu-i">As entertaining as this little scientific romp has been, it’s clearly run its course. Due to what I can only assume to be the work, or lack thereof, of my incompetent lab drones, you’ve miraculously managed to CURE yourselves.</span>”
So she can sense that, you think to yourself, wonder what would’ve happened if you kept it…
“<span class="mu-i">Simply put, the experiment has been contaminated by too many rogue variables, but the methods I developed were sound! Therefore it’s only prudent that I review my findings and return to the proverbial ‘drawing board’... which is where YOU come in.</span>”
If she thinks you’re gonna let her run away-
“<span class="mu-i">I AM NOT ‘RUNNING AWAY!’</span>” The blue-haired girl shrieks, filling the chamber with ear-splitting feedback! “<span class="mu-i">Ahem… I mean… I’m merely offering you and your little pets a way out! My offer is thus: turn around right now and exit the lab. You and the rest of the survivors shall remain untouched, for I shall command my thralls to devour themselves from the inside-out before I make my departure through the MATTER DISPLACEMENT DEVICE!</span>”
“So the teleporter’s working again, hm?” Asks Pepper as she shoots you a sideways glance.
“<span class="mu-i">MATTER. DISPLACEMENT. DEVICE! Would it KILL you to use the correct terminology?! But yes… despite your ‘creative engineering’ in the POWER SECTOR it has already built up a significant charge… enough to ferry me far away from this wretched rock, at least.</span>”
So she <span class="mu-i">IS</span> running! Hah!
>CONTD.
