Crimson and Violet

[Virus]

[font=Palatino Linotype][color=#FF6666]Violet climbed out of bed, taking one of the sheets with her to cover her exposed, slender curves. She marched over to the console and sat down.

[color=#FF6666]"[color=#CC0000]V, what are you doing?"

[font=Palatino Linotype][color=#FF6666]She only smiled.

[color=#FF6666]"[color=#CC0000]You're not... Are you? My background?... Guh."

[font=Palatino Linotype][color=#FF6666]She responded with a giggle. Crim rolled over, his last bit of peace before she found something about his past to bug him about forever.

[color=#CCCCFF]"[color=#9999FF]Where do you get this information, anyway?"

[font=Palatino Linotype][color=#FF6666]Crimson rolled his head sideways to get a clear view of her at the console.

[color=#FF6666]"[color=#CC0000]Hell if I know. Suppose Reaver sends it... Or something."

[color=#CCCCFF]"[color=#9999FF]Reaver?"

[color=#FF6666]"[color=#CC0000]Yeah, technically my boss. For all I know, he's dead and some machine has taken his place. I haven't seen him in ages... But, hell, you know how our group is good? All of us combined couldn't take him out. He was the best, now he's gone. I still get these weird messages from 'R' ... And that's all I know."

[font=Palatino Linotype][color=#FF6666]Violet frowned at him.

[color=#CCCCFF]"[color=#9999FF]Oh well, at least I get to read your history!"

[font=Palatino Linotype][color=#FF6666]Crim groaned and covered his face again.

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Into the Maelstrom - A Measure of Salvation - Reaver Company Database