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 Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2017 8:03 pm
Carob found the injured blond returning from a Spec Ops investigation. And investigation she'd had to be chosen for, specifically since there was need of someone actually knowledgeable about the Soul Erasure procedures. So far, all Carob deduced was there was a pattern to a string on Maverick killings, and so when she was on her way back, her mind was on the pattern, and not entirely surroundings. She wasn't ready for consistant combat yet, so she anticipated a safe trip home, onlyto find him, cradling an equally injured brunette as they were wrapped in desperate embrace, and she'd carried the pair home after borrowing strength from a recent Maverick target's Soul. The brunette was still in critical condition when the blonde woke, covered in bites and clawmarks, but the blonde had been mended, and now? Someone needed to learn what happened. Carob sat cleaning the lance bequeathed by will to her by Gareth and hummed, looking to the blonde when he stirred, and smiled. "Good morning, love. Your friend is being looked after. Can you talk?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2017 8:55 pm
Altair wasn't certain where he was, not at first - in fact, all he was certain of was that Draco wasn't in his arms. An anxious noise escaped him as he looked around for the brunet, and only upon seeing Draco asleep nearby - if hooked up to a number of machines that Altair couldn't identify and wasn't sure he wanted to - did he dare to relax a little. And there was someone in here with them; someone he didn't recognize, didn't know, and a wary growl escaped him as he forced his aching body into motion, wobbling out of his bed and moving to stand between the stranger and Draco, blue eyes flashing threateningly. "... Who are you. What do you want with us?!?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2017 9:00 pm
"I'm a friend." Carob said, voice gentle. "I'm Carob. I'm a rookie.. Sort of? Maverick Hunter. I found you two on my way from investigating something and found you two. I didn't exactly want to leave you two out there to be killed by whatever attacked you or whomever's killing Mavericks by Erasing them, so here we are. It's safe, I promise." Carob nodded, and sighed. "You can breathe. Though if you know anything about your friend, Lifesavor was having fits about his systems looking odd to him." She shrugged. "But he has conniptions every other day. He'll be fine though."
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2017 9:22 pm
"I'm.. Altair. And he's Draco." The blond wasn't exactly eager to answer questions, but - oh no. Oh no medics had been poking them?!? How had - oh no this was bad. Well, regular medics were bad. A Lifesavor was a disaster. And he couldn't be strictly honest, either, not if he wanted them to stay alive and not be deactivated immediately... It wouldn't matter that neither of them wanted to hurt anyone. That they could - that their systems were designed for it, via viruses - would be enough to have them killed. Still... if he could maybe... fudge the truth, just a little... "We - Draco and I, we're designed to use external sources for different things. Mine really only kicks in under emergencies, so doesn't tend to pop up on scans. But Draco needs infusions of minerals and key elements, sometimes alloys. It's worse when he's hurt." There. Close enough to the truth and it got Draco's medical needs across. It still might get them killed, but... he'd get Draco out of here if it came down to it. Somehow.
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2017 9:29 pm
"Oh." And suddenloy Carob drooped, sitting. "I'd hoped that was a version of the virus. A... Helpful version. My uncle was called in when they looked you over. My cousin;s a bridge too, just differenmt." Carob said. "He covered up anomalies because..." Oh hell. "I... Knew a Maverick but his remains haven't been recovered and he was shut down. That's - thjat's why I was sent out. He taught me something he mastered before a companion-slash-boss erased me. Soul Erasure. But..." Carob shut her eyes. "He thought he was helping people. He wasn't really Maverick... He wasn't... And I just hoped I lucked into someone who might know something." She sighed, trying not to cry before motioning. "I erased a Maverick. The chassis might be smeltable, if it helps your friend?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2017 9:50 pm
"Oh. I'm sorry," Altair said softly, flinching as he considered the stranger's words. She seemed genuinely upset, and he did sympathize, but - but he needed to protect Draco... Swallowing, he frowned, and hobbling back toward Draco's bed, he took the brunet's limp hand into his own and squeezed it for a moment. "I promise, no matter what happens... I'll keep you safe," he whispered, then looked back to the inquiring stranger. "...there might be a way we can help you. But only if we're not killed. All I want is our safety. Which... can't be guaranteed in a place like this."
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2017 9:59 pm
"I know loopholes." Carob admitted. "And if you are Maverick, I can get you safe once fixed, until you're cleared as 'secure'. I mean. Jessie keepts the master copy of the Limited around. Sio it wouldn't be hard if we prove you're no danger to people. And I'm used for Soul Erasure related work even if the tyechnoilogy is considered shady." Because god know humans were WEIRD. "Tell me how I can help?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2017 10:26 pm
"We're not," Altair was quick to say, shaking his head. "Not... not exactly, anyway? We definitely wouldn't hurt anyone, unless someone tries to hurt us first. And that would probably just be me, because Draco..." Well. Draco couldn't handle eating meat most of the time, let alone hurting another person. When he was hungry it was a different story, but that wasn't really Draco, just instincts that he couldn't control. Wait - Limited? "...I think Draco's got a variant of the Limited running through him, actually. It's what makes him need the minerals 'n stuff. Me, though... I was just built like I am, and I can ignore it better than Draco can ignore his needs, with less overall harm." He paused then and frowned, considering something. "You mentioned Erasing a Maverick? What - what did he look like...?" They couldn't be that lucky.... could they?
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2017 10:48 pm
"Bit like your buddy, bit like X, bit like iX." Carob shrugged, but grinned. "If I can threaten iX into lying, then you're fine! And iX might agree out of boredom and screwing with higher ups." Carob shrugged, then, and motioned. Her arm was wrapped and oil seeped from cracks under it. He got hold of my arm so I Erased his useless hide. Weird DNASoul. Might be useful though." Carob coughed. "I'm suppodsed to wipe them but, you know, pop it once..."
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2017 11:43 pm
"You - erased him?" Altair asked, thinking over what that meant, then did something that startled him - and likely could startle her, as well: he moved forward and hugged her, briefly but with what strength her could muster as a relieved sob escaped him. " Thank you. Oh, damn, thank you so much now we'll finally be free of the b*****d..." Draco was going to need to hear this as soon as he was better. He needed to know... ... He'd better wake up.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2017 11:49 pm
"He killed someone and was eating them, of course I did." Carob blinked, before hugging him back. "I'Mm just glad to help... It's why I learned how to erase souls. How to fight, still learning. I want to help people. And based on my scans, his DNASoul will help nicely once I get it cleaned."
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2017 11:58 pm
"Yeah he... did that," Altair said, frowning. "It's... he had the same virus as Draco, but it... combined with another, I think." Never mind the fact that he had actually been created from that virus, from within Draco's own infection and simply downloaded into his own body... some things didn't need said. Draco needed help and protection, not to be regarded as a danger to be put down. "I... hope it helps you, then; it'll be the first good Alpha ever did."
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2017 9:36 am
"Well, I'm no combat model normally. So I'm allowed to keep what I erase to help." Carob offered a small smile and leaned on Altair, offering her arm to test. "I'm still passed off though. He killed the Maverick I was targeting for information... About someone." Carob sighed. "There's another Soul Eraser running rogue. I'm hoping it's someone I know. Anyhow, I guess it shouldn't matter if I loved him or not, but...." But Gareth had been gentle with her, kind, warm-- he should have killed her, but he didn't. His creator had, rubbing her weakness in as the witch had.... And part of her still hurt to a degree. "But how about you?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2017 12:53 pm
"I'm sorry you didn't find what you need, then," Altair said, inspecting her arm carefully. Hopefully she wasn't - and wouldn't be - infected with any of alpha's variant mutations. That would be... difficult to deal with, especially when she had been so kind as to help him and Draco and had Erased Alpha. But - thank you. Really. He... had us captive for a while; was trying to make Draco just like him. It was... bad." He trailed off and shuddered, then offered a weak smile. "It matters if you loved him. Trust me. That... makes a difference. I hope, if it is him, that you can find him again."
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2017 1:06 pm
"I'm sorry. If you need somewhere to stay, I know a place." She motioned out. "Relatives of mine." Then, finally, she sagged. "Idon't know... Gareth was reported killed. If he lived, he was rebuilt, which means justifying permitting his life... Which means proving he's not a Maverick." At that, Carob hugged herself, closing her eyes. "I don't think he was until the end, but his creator... Ugh."
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