!ZaiyoM.Dpk 07/04/09(Sat)21:31 No.5094810|
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“You’re quite persistent, is my existence that much of a bother?”
Your headache is growing stronger with each word that comes out of your mouth.
“Am I? I thought I was doing my job; you are really popular with my superiors. And given your previous exploits, I may or may not have gone overkill on the amount of men I’ve brought with me.”
Your eyes shift around the entire area. A few times, you believe you catch men on several buildings in the distance; she’s set up snipers.
“Exploits? Whatever do you mean?”
You figure if you can maintain a sarcastic tone, she’ll spill more information. However, you’re not sure your head can take it.
“Hah. Did you really think directly opposing the Septima government would end well for you, or your loved ones? You steal valuable information, you destroy our bases, and yet you don’t believe we should be chasing after you? You’re impossible to reason with. You always have been. I’m tired of speaking to you…”
As she talks, previous incidents flash through your mind. You remember explosions, and a few battles, but nothing more. Your headache subsides for the time being, but it leaves you light-headed. You can see she’s no longer amused and that her hand is barely in the air anymore.
You turn toward Selene whose head is still held low.
“What do you want to do?”
She speaks in a low enough tone only you can hear. “I don’t want to fight…”
[ ] Fight (may endanger Selene, child, and receptionist)
[ ] Surrender (all will be spared)
[ ] Other