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==Roleplay== |
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| − | {{Lyra|She knew she'd have to move off soon...but she waited patiently for Lysa.}}{{Lysa|She pushed her way out of the elevator eying some jerk who hadn't wanted to move as she did. She pushed about two or three dozen people before she was certain she spotted her own face in the crowd.}}{{Lyra|She saw Lysa and smiled, nothing more, just in case other people were here to find her.}}{{Lysa|She slipped a beanie on. From the outside her appearance is completely different. To the world Lyra could now be Lysa, if you did not know any better. She walked to Lyra and instantly hugged her. "What were you thinking contacting me? You always had the best timing." She whispered in her ear.}}{{Lyra|"I know I do." she laughed, hugging her back.}}{{Lysa|"So when we are done here ... I care less whether or not this is your style, you are leaving with this thing." She pointed to the beanie. "It isn't much to look at but that is the point. It doesn't have a tracker or anything like that either, I had to call in a bunch of street favors. But I got it made, special. For you."}}{{Lyra|"Haha...alright." she said. "If it makes you happier."}}{{Lysa|"What would make me happy is not being blacklisted, honey. Not seeing '''my face''' as Public Enemy #1." She snapped a little calling her own sister ''Honey'' is was slang she picked up on the job, being too tough to mess with. "What's the deal with Møller and Scanlon? Off the grid would be brilliant about now, don't you think?That is, if brilliant is what you're into these days. ... You trust them?"}}{{Lyra|Oh, no...they're off doing their own things. Yeah, Optivus is courteous enough, but I think they put me on the dirtiest job in their book. I think both sides want to gain something from us. They think we'll implode, and one will follow the other...then neither side will need an excuse to kill the two of us on the spot. I don't have anything on this information anyway, so I don't know if I'll find it. If I fail.... in Optivus the penalty is..." She shuddered. "I've seen too many...go because they failed them. I don't know why they do it. And now it's my turn. And then I'll fail, so...I'll die anyway...."}}{{Lysa| "Good. Stay away from those two, they are idiots and they have a death wish. That Møller family, they are being watched just like you and I, the same with clan Scanlon." She listened to Lyra talking wondering where this self-doubt would have come from. "'''No, you won't die.''' You are smarted than they are. - You weren't smart enough to '''not''' get caught in this situation but ... you still have one thing they don't. You have me."}} |
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