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M•Register: Ars Corvidæ - III

Foxhunting: Got a pair-a fine folks here R.O.'s been having me babysit since arrival.

F: "Reinforcements," summat.

F: First, here, have one Jaymes Barrie, M.D..

F: The good doctor is literally just off recruitment and conditioning.

F: Theosis still fresh. Tells me he misses having a pulse. Ha!

Doc: Pleasure. Call me Doc, if it suits.

D: And that was in confidence.

Gabriella: Good, grand. Welcome on.

Marsilius: It should be good to have one medically professed on hand, don't you think so, Gabe?

M: In case we find ourselves in a bad scrape.

M: We died once this week already.

G: Nobody kills me twice.

G: You're probably right, though.

D: It just so happens that scrapes and bruises are my speciality.

M: Heh.

F: And over here we have...

F: Uh...

F: Muhth...

F: Me-three...

M3ha: Pronounced Metreya.

F: Your name has an actual three in it.

3: Yeah. And you're dressed like a cowboy.

3: What's your point?

F: Nothin', just.

F: Nevermind.

F: Might gather from her apparatus—

F: Sorry, "arms,"

F: She's a bit-o'a scrapper.

3: The term's Splicer.

3: Machinery's more reliable in the field than soft flesh.

F: Words o' someone hasn't had their skull caved 'cuz their iron jammed at a bad time.

F: You'll learn.

F: R.O. can even print you back up with proper wetware next time you bite it.

G: You two are charming.

G: Well, I don't get the point of robotic-augs when we've got Rev-tech in our bones, but I'm sure you do.

G: Long as you don't jeopardize the Op 'cuz you wanna have fun playing tinker.

G: Just keep your maintenance up and we're square.

3: Won't be a problem.

G: And hey, Doc, you take that Oath, or can you actually be useful in a fight?

D: I think I was technically released from that when I died.

D: Not that I'd have reservations about shooting at noblewerks, even if I weren't.

D: I know what we're up against.

D: I know we've got a job to do.

G: Good.

G: But don't you get any funny ideas just 'cuz my name's fancy.

G: I burned that bridge. Left that life well and far behind me.

D: Wouldn't dream.

G: Damn right. I'd win anyway.

G: Say, Big Iron, need anything else, or can Fluffy and I go take our charges out on the town?

M: I don't think it is such—

G: Figure of speech, Mars.

F: Sooner you take 'em, sooner I stop trippin' over 'em.

F: They're all yours, highborn.

F: Don't let me hear you bought the farm again.

G: Yeah, yeah. Up yours too, pokey.

G: Come along Bolts, Bones, we've got a jailhouse to bust up.

G: Mars can catch you up once we're starside.

G: Got us a luxury cruise all the way to the rim.

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