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Egil sat on the edge of his bed, coffee table in front of him, alternately turning his attention to the food on the table and to the task at hand. The mad scientist was having a peaceful weekend; he had been given no assignments for several weeks, and had finally settled down after making sure he had taken all necessary precautions.

Egil never liked to stay in any location longer than six months if he could avoid it. While he had once stayed in an abandoned warehouse for almost two years when he first moved Japan, that had mainly been at the request of the hacker networks he represented.That had been the only exception to his habitual practice of never remaining in one place too long until now. Egil was as close to making himself at home as he was capable of doing.

He was performing his regular maintenance on the robot servants flying around. He was making sure they were cleaned and well oiled, and also making sure that the codes were in prime condition as well. In his line of work, it was not enough to always be prepared by having a weapon handy; the weapon itself needed to be in top working condition.

Egil occasionally looked up from his work to the large computer screen to check the progress of the his personal project. Wiping excess cleaning oil from his hand, the boy sent them on their way.

It was a lonely life he lead but it was the only one he knew; it was literally what he had been made for. It was who he was and if sometimes it felt empty and unfulfilling, he merely disregarded the emotions that led him to think such thoughts. He knew that everyone questioned who they were and what they did with their life at some point, and although he was superior to a normal human in many ways, he was no exception to this rule. Egil was a professional above all else and the only pride he had was in his taste in clothing and in his work. People wanted something messy and nasty done, he could do it. He could do it better than anyone else and he knew it, and he didn't even need to charge price for it. While Egil did not care about the money beyond what he needed for food, parts, it would not do to simply give out his services for any chump who asked. He was the best in the business and if someone wanted him to use his superior skills to do a job and risk his own safety while doing so, they had better be willing to pay his demand. Egil,like Saint Clara did not tolerate having his time wasted and those who were willing and able to pay his price never did; anyone willing to pay what he asked for was serious about what they wanted done.

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Seems the leader wants them again. The being then follows the others towards the throne room.

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A tap on the both the twins shoulders from an unknown source that was invisible yet the contact was visible. The being didn't say anything but sets some food on the floor in front.

"......."




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The being made itself seen sitting on the floor against the pillar in a sloppy manner - head hanging down, legs spread out and both arms on each side having those 'eyes' move around on the hand and on the hoodie. "....Right here..." He spoke out to the twins.

"Does a future exist in wasted time? Do I exist in a place like this?
If I want to talk about me, if I make myself heard, I'll say I'm "Bad Apple"."

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As Magnus stepped off the ship and onto the docks he looked at the Machinists gathered around him. "Evening," he said with a nod, his voice and gaze much colder than before. Shira wasn't the only one who could act. He did his best to channel his father as he waited for the others to join him. "I'd like to speak to Saint Clara." Despite knowing Naomi from previous visits, she still surprised him with her quick response. "Sure thing!" She told them with a smile. He looked over to see someone yanking on Navik and Kornari's tails. No surprise there: they were always getting into situations like that somehow. He gave them a small smile despite himself before turning back to Naomi. "Could you take us to Saint Clara please, Naomi?" He asked the girl calmly. Before Naomi could respond, the brown-haired girl rushed up to them, apparently having just set up her camera. "Oh my gosh I can't believe this!" She gushed excitedly. "I knew when I joined up with The Machinist Order and became the official Order Historian that I'd be hob-nobbing with the rich and famous, but Lady Death and Lord Magnus in the same place at the same time! This is SO awesome! Hold still guys, I gotta get a pic okay!?" "Err..." The girl turned and ran back to her camera, shifting it slightly before standing behind it. "Wow, so much is happening today it's crazy!" She apparently didn't need them to smile because there was a blinding flash as the camera took their pictures. Magnus blinked as his vision came back, slightly worried that it might have been some kind of ploy to knock them unconscious or something. But it seemed that wasn't the case. She was definitely new here: Magnus would have remembered her.

The girl quickly came back, then noticing the cat in Shira's arms. "Awww!" She said, walking over to it. "Can I see!?" She scooped up the cat and held it up to her face by its front shoulders. "He's just the sweetest thing!" She cooed. "What's his name?" "Uhh...Tak-" "I've always wanted a cat but I've been too scared to get one because Saint Clara would probably shoot it and then give it back to me." She held Takeshi up to her face and leaned forward, rubbing her nose back and forth against his with a big smile on her face. Well...if they know what's going on, she's certainly not in on it. I can probably guess why... Naomi gave a slightly embarrassed smile as she watched the scene. "So how was the trip?" She asked. "Boring," Sable responded. "I wasn't talking to you!" "I know."