Just a Passing Assassin...

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00Spiral: Just trust me yeah? This one’s looking a lot more formal. Pull this off and I won’t have to do anything like that in a while.

Spiral: I want out of this just as much. 




“No, think I want it more.”

“Otherwise you’d be looking for something safer.

“Still, I’m rooting for you a little…”

“You make it out in one piece.”

“Brought you this.”

Spiral: Parts?

“Imported mechanism from overseas. Based on some lost tech that’s been seeing a lot of traction lately.”

Spiral: Huh…

Spiral: These could fit into the current rig pretty nicely. Firearm?

“Yep. Growing in popularity with modern modders. Was going to use it for myself but you know…”

“Not doing so hot so I’m taking a break myself.”

Spiral: Appreciate it.

“Talk to me once you’re all done. I missed this.”

“Therapist says I need to make more friends anyway. Just wanna make sure I’m not betting on anyone who’s gonna die on that quickly….”

You felt yourself returning to your senses. The hunter loomed over you, checking for vitals.. Turnip sat by with a medical kit.



The Hunter: Eyes opening, good sign. Just hang onto a thought to keep you awake.

The Hunter: Give me a word.

Spiral: A……

You’re slapped. Your eyes watered a bit.

The Hunter: Almost there, try again.



Cabinetta: Don’t be so rough…



Turnip: Really though, just had to patch up some nasty wounds..

The Hunter: If this does her in it’d be my fault. Not letting him pass out any longer.

One more smack.

Spiral: Please stop…



Steady: You’re awake! You had me worried to fuck dude…



Fiddle: His vitals were fine, just a bad reaction. I’ve returned by the way.

Fiddle: More like a nasty winter fever.

Spiral: Things go okay?

Fiddle: Surprisingly so, yes. Managed to get a good scan of the creature from its poison. Seems to have modified you in the process.

Spiral: Really? Anything look different?

Fiddle: We’ll have to find out. Admittedly I am worried what’ll happen from here.

Fiddle: Your body’s equipped with a system for this express purpose and it overloaded you.

Fiddle: Don’t think we can afford for this to happen again.

The Hunter: I’m impressed you can to begin with. Sucking out the toxin is a myth in most cases. I owe a debt.



Steady: You know that explains why Cabby here didn’t do it herself actually…

Fiddle: You… didn’t know that’s fake?

Steady: I’m not getting bit by toxic creatures like that. Though now I wonder…

Cabinetta: I can perform a touch of care with a bite, but in this case I’d only make things somewhat worse.



Steady: Yo what? Show me.


Fiddle: Steady...

Steady: I wanna know. Please.



Cabinetta: I-It’s embarrassing! I mean maybe but...

Cabinetta: We’ll see.

She turned toward you and the Hunter.

Cabinetta: You both need rest I think. Anything you’d like? Any request and I’ll do my best.

The Hunter: Some time to rest and freshen more than anything. Don’t want to agitate these injuries.

Cabinetta: I can prepare a guest room if you’d like.

The Hunter: Appreciated… Admittedly I’m worried the creature will break into my home one of these days. Keeps getting braver. I hate to bother ye but-

Cabinetta: You don’t have to apologize.

She looked directly at you.

Cabinetta: And you?

Spiral: Me? Hmm.. Well uh…

Cabinetta: I do have one request, and that’s that you pick something where one of your friends or I can monitor you. I know my old friend’s limits well enough to be more than sure he’ll be fine but…

Cabinetta: I’d like to be extra sure with those I’m less familiar with.



Cabinetta: And admittedly I don’t want anyone to be alone right now in general either. The mention that the creature is tearing at the entrance makes me a little worried..

You can tell she was genuinely more than shaken by things tonight. Her hands trembled enough that she tucked them behind her back.