This was a first for her. Silver was not used to be pulled. Only pushed. Although her memory jogged a memory of Titanium mentioning a very expensive and big device based on the jump technology. With a smirk, she grabbed the hand and removed one of the cigars. The man, Machine, lit it up with a professional speed. Getting the needed intake of nicotine, Silver exhaled and cracked her neck.
"Hmm.. A Shifter Machine. Only two were built. Although i guess.. three now? Not bad, bub."
"I aim to please."
Machine faked a bow.
Silver gave a chuckle and looked at her surroundings. A derelict base, as ever she saw one. But the walls were still in one piece, and the core seemed to work, giving power to the needed systems. Not a bad hiding place. Remembering what Machine asked her, she turned and gave out a predatorial grin.
"And it ain't a synergy. It just is. I am Death. And death follows everyone. I just choose whose trail to follow, love."
Her reply was said with a silk like smooth voice... but chilling one to the core with those words.
[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop
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