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𝒻𝓁𝑜𝒶𝓉 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒶 𝒷𝓊𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒻𝓁𝓎 ǝǝɥsuɐq ɐ ǝʞᴉl ɯɐǝɹɔs

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[Katya]: After watching you snoop around the clinic for a good ten minutes, she emerges from her office with the distinct waft of cigarette smoke and vodka - a winning combination for medical professionals everywhere. It’s only the blossom of smoke that alerts you to her presence before she comments, low and stern, “The goblin child - just who I want most shuffling my things around.”

[immediately start shuffling things around] ⮞ “Who, me? Look at me, I’m an angel. I would never.” “You got any drugs down here?”

[Katya]: “Angel. Yes. I was not being aware they came in Happy Meal size.”

“It’s not my fault you’re like six feet tall, lady.” ⮞ “Who doesn’t love a Happy Meal though? And I can still get in most movie theaters for free, so. Hey, did I do something to piss you off?” [take out her ankles so you’re closer to eye level]

[Katya]: “Nyet, not yet. Do you have the impression we are not getting along?”

⮞ “Uh... yeah, kinda. You’ve sort of seemed like you hate me every time we come into contact, but you don’t really know me at all aside from having your fingers up my ass, which is like a handshake where I come from.” [just stare awkwardly and gesture] “It just seems like you’d rather bite into a cactus than talk to me.”

[Katya]: She almost smiles - or maybe that’s a flicker of disdain. Either way, it’s better than nothing. “And you don’t know me either, goblin child. Look around you. What are you seeing?” 

⮞ [look around] “Medical supplies, robots, definitely not the assassins waiting to jump out and attack me.” [look down at yourself] “A hot little number looking to gain access to your bunk, if you know what I mean.” [look into her eyes] “... sorry, what?”

[Katya]: “Everyone wants to be friends with the medic, da? Is safe. You are injured, you feel that you will be taken care of better, perhaps, than others. Is not true. Friendship does not save a life, little goblin. And when the screaming starts, when the hot blood runs cold, the infirmaries and hospitals become far less inviting.” She’s close suddenly - when did she get so close? The smell of vodka prickles your nose and something about her tone is grave.

[say nothing] ⮞ [say nothing] [say nothing]

[Katya]: A cold metal finger chucks you under the chin. “There is life on the floors above. Down here is only cold science and quiet machine. You are best where the light can see you.” 

⮞ [It feels like a threat and a compliment in one, so you decide not to ruin the moment.]

Boomer Nixon has gained 1❤️ with Katya Kovalevsky!

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0800 Hours - Evan Silver - Day 2

How will Evan spend his second day? His fate is sealed.