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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe's soon to leave after Inkcap, fleeing back to the woods.
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「 A murderer is no hero. 」
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「 They already have their son, their brother. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe shakes his head, heading to the door.

「 Besides... 」
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「 My work here is done. I don't belong in this house anymore. 」
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ㅤㅤ➣ㅤㅤ𝐃 𝐖 𝐍 — ∞⃝   ㅤ :ㅤㅤ𝚁𝙴𝙰𝚆𝙰𝙺𝙴𝙽𝙴𝙳.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ︶
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「 Take all the time you need. 」
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「 If my memory serves me right, it was a little less fair than that... but that doesn't matter. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe shrugs.

「 You should probably go home. That'll be the first place Lunus will look when Mega tells them you're alright, yeah? 」
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「 Now, personally, I'd pin the blame on the reploid that actually took his eye out. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe rolls his eyes with a laugh, slowly putting his mask back on.

「 But they're both fine. At worst, they feel guilty over not being able to save Stagknight yet. 」
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「 This is Maverick Hunter HQ we're talking about. Aren't you considered a Maverick? I don't think you /can/ visit him. Not safely, at least. 」
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「 Don't work yourself into a panic. Clearly, he'll end up alright. 」
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「 I mean that he should already be back at Maverick Hunter HQ, getting the frayed wires repaired. It's past 5, right? 」
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「 Depends on what you mean. 」
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe gestures to the exposed metal—

「 That's /very/ recent in my memory, so about 15 years from now. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤAnd then to the empty socket—

「 And if I remember right... this is getting fixed right now. 」
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「 A /lot./ Being 15 years from the future will do that to you. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe retracts the blade, putting it back in the toolbox.

「 It'll be a long time before he gets like me, so don't worry. 」
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「 How else do you think I knew you were going to be here? 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThat's not an answer to his question.
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「 Age hasn't unsteadied my hand yet, I suppose. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe walks over to grab a rag, handing it to Inkcap.

「 And I suppose you don't intend to bleed all over yourself? 」
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤIn this state, he pulls the pieces off downward, as to not hook with the barbs.

「 Theeere we go. Now, how's that feel? 」
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤAnd carefully does he reveal the sharp edge of the blade, dragging it along the helmet carefully. After a short moment, he reaches Inkcap's neck. Moving to the sides, it really isn't long before the helmet is in four pieces.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe lets out one breath of a laugh, walking over to the table, blade in hand.

「 Please, just call me Quint. It'll make everything easier on us both. 」
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ..no, that can't be...
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThe brown hair that barely reaches his shoulders is far too similar to another— and when he grabs the knife, turning his head back around...
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god i wish i had a beer

a sunset with a few tall grasses in the foreground Alt: gif of a sunset with a few tall grasses in the foreground

🏵️ “What should I do?" I ask God desperately,

but God says, "I don't know." 🐁

#MMRP #OCRP #MVRP

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「 That's what the "I suppose" was for. You've had a long day, I can tell. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤIt looks back over at Inkcap for a short moment, before putting the blade down and grabbing at his mask.

「 Should probably take this off so I can see better... 」
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThe strange figure ignores all of those, opening a toolbox and rifling around until he finds a utility knife, setting it to the side.

「 Make yourself at home, I suppose. 」
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「 I'm well aware. 」

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThe voice was very clearly modified, but there was no clear device for that.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHe leads Inkcap downstairs, into the heart of the lab. A table lay in the center, surrounded by shelves of boxes of supplies.
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THOUGH HIS BODY SAYS STOP

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[ @within-umbrasis.bsky.social ]
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤThe strange figure lands on the ground behind Inkcap, unlocking the door and opening it for both of them.

「 You need that off, right? 」
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ..a familiar figure comes by Light Labs. He knew he was coming,and yet it's still a pleasant surprise.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWhen the figure knocks, there's no response... how odd.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤPerhaps he...
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