[Or is? Whatever. There's a business connection between one or the other - makes sense that the locals would be used to a certain number of company reps even if this place is a complete shit hole now. She flicks the small axe at her thigh a sidelong glance - rolls her eyes back to him and tips the line of her chin high. A nonverbal question mark, though she follows it with an actual one:]
You're not seriously looking for a vocabulary lesson, right?
I'm always looking for new ways to piss off the clergy and noble caste back home. [He is a mature adult. You will find no example more shining than this guy right here.] But no, that's not what I wanted to talk about.
[Crossing his arms. Hrm... How to say...? Might as well just be blunt.]
Found some Almina command badges down below. Carla has some, but I gave my share to Tony. He seems more capable of figuring out anything it has to tell than I am.
[Well. He gave one to Red and one to Garrus too, but those are him being a shitty teacher and a terrible asshole respectively so why mention them.]
I wouldn't exactly call it a bloody blade, but there were some strange skeletons with the badges too. We found plenty of skeletons down there that must have belonged to the monsters, but these ones were different. ...Looked kind of like angels, but someone had taken their wings.
[And that's terrible. Nah he doesn't sound too broken up about it. More wondering why the hell anyone would bother... Unless, you know, they didn't want people to know there had been angels here. They severely underestimated the amount of angels some people have slaughtered in their lives because Zelos's count is kind of up there in "all of them, every single last one". An half-assed wing shearing job wouldn't hide the familiarity from him.]
[Well that's-- she didn't think he was being serious about the whole run down on how to tell someone they were a [REDACTED REDACTED REDACTED] but this still doesn't make the short list of things she expected and it shows in the minor shift in the set of her shoulders, attention narrowing to a sharp edge.
Almina. Before her time, but that didn't really matter. Crew like this, that was the kind of scuttlebutt that got spread around. A brief, flickering thought that maybe she'd seen something underground that was related to the decommissioned ship and just hadn't been able to tell what she was looking at. Wouldn't know what an Almina badge looked like if it bit her first.]
Just command? No sign of the rest of the crew?
[Mention of 'angels' she can put on the back burner for a moment, assuming that's the translation error in her ear that she thinks it is.]
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[Or is? Whatever. There's a business connection between one or the other - makes sense that the locals would be used to a certain number of company reps even if this place is a complete shit hole now. She flicks the small axe at her thigh a sidelong glance - rolls her eyes back to him and tips the line of her chin high. A nonverbal question mark, though she follows it with an actual one:]
You're not seriously looking for a vocabulary lesson, right?
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[Crossing his arms. Hrm... How to say...? Might as well just be blunt.]
Found some Almina command badges down below. Carla has some, but I gave my share to Tony. He seems more capable of figuring out anything it has to tell than I am.
[Well. He gave one to Red and one to Garrus too, but those are him being a shitty teacher and a terrible asshole respectively so why mention them.]
I wouldn't exactly call it a bloody blade, but there were some strange skeletons with the badges too. We found plenty of skeletons down there that must have belonged to the monsters, but these ones were different. ...Looked kind of like angels, but someone had taken their wings.
[And that's terrible. Nah he doesn't sound too broken up about it. More wondering why the hell anyone would bother... Unless, you know, they didn't want people to know there had been angels here. They severely underestimated the amount of angels some people have slaughtered in their lives because Zelos's count is kind of up there in "all of them, every single last one". An half-assed wing shearing job wouldn't hide the familiarity from him.]
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Almina. Before her time, but that didn't really matter. Crew like this, that was the kind of scuttlebutt that got spread around. A brief, flickering thought that maybe she'd seen something underground that was related to the decommissioned ship and just hadn't been able to tell what she was looking at. Wouldn't know what an Almina badge looked like if it bit her first.]
Just command? No sign of the rest of the crew?
[Mention of 'angels' she can put on the back burner for a moment, assuming that's the translation error in her ear that she thinks it is.]