"Planning to use it for that, huh?"
The faintest hint of a smile showed itself.
"Unfortunately with only one of these blocks I can't get back to the Nether, I need two more."
"This?"
She looked at the block than back at the gray stick figure.
"This is a Beacon, it's what teleported me here from my workshop in the Basalt Dealtas."
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⠀⠀ “ right , right .. so , ma'am . er .. ”
( the technician hesitates , relaxing and sticking his hands in his pockets . )
“ care to explain what you got , over there ? ”
"Good."
She gestures for him to put his hands down. Her movements were very mechanical, and her voice had almost no emotion to it, same with her expression.
"Now, ask your questions."
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⠀⠀ ( One technician steps forward , both hands raised as if to surrender . )
“ n — no , ma'am . we don't plan on hurting you , or anything , we're just .. ”
( looking back at the others , then back at her . )
“ we have some questions . ”
She looked at the technicians with a hint of interest, setting the Beacon on an empty part of a table.
"If you let me walk out of this room unharmed, I'll give you the Beacon. I didn't even mean to come here but I may as well look around."
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⠀⠀ ( the few nearby employees are reasonably astounded by the unexpected appearance , looking at each other and staring at the intruder . one of them runs out of the room , which seems to be filled with all kinds of experimental technology . it seems almost short -
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While running some more experiments with Beacons to see if they were viable for anything besides their use as weapons, she accidentally managed to teleport herself on the doorstep of Rocket Corp, still holding a block.
"Hmmm...that was unexpected."
I'm officially passing the torch down to Arrion to write Sanakan. It's been a fun time but I think he'll portray her better, plus I've been more active on @/_Find_The_Gene lately.
Maybe I'll flip or deactivate this account, haven't decided yet.》
"Move in...?"
This took her aback, she sounded genuinely surprised this time.
"I uh...I don't really have a home. But I can just take one from the people here."
"If your home is destroyed, where else can you go?"
Her voice was feigning emotions, she had been this whole time.
"Leaving? Are you taking me with or do I just kill all these ɪʟʟᴇɢᴀʟ ʀᴇꜱɪᴅᴇɴᴛꜱ myself once you're gone?"
"This form is more for blending in and infiltration, a perfect way for me to go with you to wherever your true home is."
Her face remained neutral, no feigned emotions being shown at the moment.
"I won't kill them, after all it'll just present the same 'logical contradiction'."
Her eyes narrowed fractionally at that response. Her retinas were covered in crimson as data covered what she saw.
". . . It was meant as a threat."
She replied.
"Earth...the place that was turned into the first Megastructure."
She says, thinking out loud.
Even in this more innocent form she had a very threatening aura. Her eyes pierced through the Viltrumites soul as they locked gazes.
"I never said I was ꜱᴘᴀʀɪɴɢ you, believe me if it weren't for those unusual genes you would be ʙᴀᴄᴋ ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴇʟ."
"Better Pray You're Not On My Sights.."
- ex-SWAT Sniper/Mercenary
- Not new to RP
- Marvel RP(Street Level)/Multiverse OC
- No lewd allowed
- RT
#Døgma
"Being cursed with Immortality sucks. But, the least I could do now is to live for the thrill."
[The Immortal Gentleman]
- Immortal Gun for Hire/Bartender OC
- Fandomless #RP
- Descriptive Writer
- Mature Content 18+(Minors DNI. Especially for smut)
- RT
#Døgma