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*Nicholas sighs and looks miserable*
Nicholas: Do we know if the blank worked? I don't think I could stand to lose another friend...

[Benny removes the rest of the broken furniture, and resumes cleaning the kitchen]

[Butter tank hatch opens]

*Shrugs*

Muscle and bone density, heightened senses, reaction time increase, reflex increase, increased growth, increased visual perception, night vision, increase in intelligence, creativity and memory, and unbreakable bones. I might've missed one or two though, it's been a while since I've had to list em out.

*marla*

verdais back up was never linked to room far as i know but the method. the method was never compromised...

so looking at this, no, your feind is safe.
im sorry, but you needed to know, and i aint gonna lie to ya.

...
*maria steps inside*
hey bridgett, i came ot help you out.
somone needs to help you out. * offers to help bridgett with whatever to make life easier and helps her out round the tank*

Blake: Basically. Fighting a Spartan is like punching bricks. A stupid fething idea.

*A toilet flush can be heard in the background*

Blake: The Bartender will be with you shortly.

*Nicholas nods them rubs his eyes tiredly.*
Nicholas: Alright... at least there's hope...
*Goes to the kitchen for coffee as Aoife comes out of the gym and eagerly flops down on the couch grinning*

[Theres a smell of emulsion paint as Benny starts covering the repaired walls with colours]

[Bridget seems subdued and worried] [Kimmy is apparently unaffected]

*maria looks round*
you rest bridgett... il get this place sorted out, and il get you and kimmy some food made,

least i can do... now... where is the kitchen?
ive never been in here before...

...

*marla sits down*
what day... *lies back and watches whatever on tv*

Creativity? What does that entail? I didn't think there were any Augs like that.

*The bartender walk to behind the bar*

Bartender: Blake anyone wanted serving while I was away.

*Blake points at Denny and Nicholas*

Bartender: Alright. *He turns to the pair* What do you guys want?

Superconducting fibrification of neural dendrites. Basically means my neurons fire faster.

*Shrugs*

Never got into the science of it, I'm afraid. What about you? Anything special I should know about you?

*Gestures to Commissar*

The Commissar is picking for me.

*Shrugs*

Let's see if you have good taste.

*Aoife's grin falters as she sees Marla*
Aoife: Why? What happened now?

Hm... Champagne for her and some gin for me.

*commissar looked over at denny*

Meh. Minor synthetic changes. No big deal.

*The bartender get the drinks in a flash and expertly throws them onto the table and they land perfectly*

Bartender: Enjoy.

*Blake continues mopping up peoples mess*

[Benny sits in doorway of Baneblade while the paint dries] [Occasionally building a cabinet] [Looks fairly depressed for a servitor]

[Perron sweeps the corridors with the other troopers]

[Kimmy looks grateful to Maria]

*Nicholas comes out of the kitchen with his coffee and spots Benny*
Nicholas: Oh dear..
*Walks over*
Nicholas: Benny? Is there anything I can do for you?
*Sounds incredibly sorry*

[Benny puts the cabinet down carefully and points to the butter tank, before making a hand gesture for Kimmy's height] [Hangs head] [Points at self]

[Picks up the cabinet and carries it carefully into the Baneblade kitchen]

Good choice.

*Leans in and looks at Commissar's face*

I can't see any synth changes with your face. It's good work.

It was when I was 19. Before I got the face scar. It was mostly limb stuff though after my second tour as commissar.

*Nicholas nods*
Nicholas: You don't want Kimmy to see you? Why? You're her father, servitor or not.

Hmm. Not noticable. Unless it's under your shirt, then that makes sense.

*Sips champagne and leans against the bar*

How many tours have you gone on?

*The figures turn into the forest and disappear.*

---------------

*Letho falls asleep once more, Ciri sleeps silently as well.*

Hm... just got back from my fourth tour. Three chaos incursions and a ork invasion on Armageddon.

[Benny finishes fitting the cabinet and mimes being a scary creature] [Looks down]

Ooc: Kimmy once made a statue of all the rooms occupants, and Benny's was terrifying. He remembers.

*Nicholas shakes his head*
Nicholas: You're not scary, Quetz looks scarier than you do, and no-one is scared of him.
*Puts a wing on Benny's shoulder*
Nicholas: You're not a monster. You never were, I don't believe you ever could be

Hmm. So you've seen a lot of action, I take it.

*Drinks more champagne and shrugs*

More than me, it seems.

Maybe I can show you some of my other battle scars layer, hm~?

Depends on how drunk you get me...

*Drains the champagne and shrugs*

I'm joking. I'm fine without seeing them for a while longer.

Heh. You don't smile much, huh?

*Blake is trying not to choke*

Blake: (Jesus Christ).