#;galactic hunter

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Visitor, warmth, offering

Visitor: What creature visits your dreams most often?

((Samus refuses to answer this herself, so I will. The baby Metroid. It used to be Ridley for obvious reasons, but after killing the bastard, and immediately losing the baby Metroid to Mother Brain? Yeah, Samus is rather sore about that.))

Warmth: What do you find most charming in others?

“Their ability to be compassionate. I’d much rather know someone willing to give their own life for others than sacrifice another.”

Offering: How do you show others you are fond of them?

“I stay in their presence for more than five seconds without firing rounds at them.”

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folk and elder!

Folk: Who is the most fantastical being you have known?

The response is immediate. “Gray Voice. He was just as much a father to me than my real one.”

Elder: What do you expect to be like in your elder years?

“If I live that long? Still a Bounty Hunter. This is the job for me.”

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Chimes

“The sound of my ship as it flies along is easily one of my favorite sounds. It’s very calming. Then again, the satisfying blast of a missile hitting a target is quite nice as well.”

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They'd been asked to investigate a ship landing outside of Haven, but they had NOT expected this. Falchion simply stood there and openly gawked at the craft with their shield raised half-heartedly at best. Of all the missions to go on alone... "Nobody back in town is gonna believe me about this, are they." No one was around to answer that. Or so was thought.

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And as he spoke, the top of the large gunship opened up. Out came Samus, fully suited up, hopping off and landing with a metallic thump upon the ground. She sighed through her nose as she looked down at the minuscule being before her, only to glance around. Her arm cannon wasn’t pointed at him, as she hadn’t deemed him a threat yet, and her eyes seemed to scan around, seen through the green visor upon her helmet. Then, she spoke.

“Where am I?” As blunt as always, Sammy.

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"GYEEEP" Cas was very much not expecting to almost walk into something that looked like it came out of a moonblood's wet dream. "... Oh gods is this Ado's latest project?"

The shrill squeak that the oddly bipedal fox had let out was enough to make Samus wince. God dammit, keep your voice down... Her eyes, peering through the visor upon her helmet, seemed to glare at Cassius, a sneer seen clear as day as she placed her hand onto her hip. “Yes, hello, I’m a person, pleased to meet you, too.”

Samus, no, don’t be sarcastic.

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"Wh... Light preserve me... What manner of machinations is this...?"

Samus had been calmly walking along, having made sure to land outside of the gaze of the general population just in case they weren’t spacefaring just yet. Her Power Suit was in full view of anyone that had managed to spot her, however, and the Leper that had managed to find her wandering along aimlessly caught the full sight of the Varia Suit.

The moment he spoke, she turned to him. Her eyes peered through a translucent green visor, staring rather calmly, if statuesquely at him for a few quiet seconds in thought. Cloth, metal, and a sign of a horrible affliction by what her scans were telling her. Leprosy, hmm? Poor man. Maybe she’d get some information out of him, though.

“Where am I?” came the woman’s strong, almost stoic voice.