Under the Golden Cross

[Caliban]

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Seidr replied promptly, almost instantaneously to Fiorella's offer.

[For the time being we do not have any requests. Ullr appreciates your offer nonetheless.]

The filthy looking droid threw his gaze all over Fiorella. Measuring her every inch until he had finally calmed down, almost bowing towards the Outcast in the same ecstatic movement.

[The view of your magnificent landscape is enough for the time being. A shame for the few spots devoid of the same beauty...perhaps an unwanted conflict?]

She asked with curiosity rivaling the one of a child. Her voice remained still as ever, leaving her optics to ravage the landscape for any and all information she could collect from such a distance. She knew from the start that there was not much information to collect on. "Hope dies last..." - she told herself, and by default to her brother who responded with a stomp against the floor. The metallic sound reverberating through the cabin.

[A topic to be had another day - by a wide balcony. A martini in hand and no worries about a particular patient.]

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"Test the sharpness of your sword against another. And when that is not enough, unsheathe your cunning as the hidden dagger that ends the fight."

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