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“‘x’ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ, ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴀʀᴋꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴘᴏᴛ.”
“ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏᴅ? ʟᴇᴛ’ꜱ ɢᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ, ɪ’ᴠᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ.”
ɪɴᴅɪɢᴏ, ᴀ.ᴋ.ᴀ ɪɴᴅʏ, ʜᴜɴᴛᴇʀ (ꜰᴏʀ ʜɪʀᴇ) ᴏꜰ ʀᴀʀᴇ ᴀɴᴛɪQᴜɪᴛɪᴇꜱ
#DestinyRP | #MVRP
Of course, things can never not be tense between them. It's yet to come to blows, but insults and accusations are easy to throw, especially when neither of them wants to be here in the first place. Indy scoffs at the show of Trinidad's weapon, clearly interpreting it as a... +
"Not all of them, but enough of them. And if you don't do that, you're using them *to* destroy." Warlock magic, Hive magic, Taken magic, didn't matter; as far as Indy's concerned, all it's ever caused her is trouble. "I've been around a long time, and seen a lot of... +
Indy didn't even want to know what Trinidad usually got up to that required her to carry such items around; the less she knows, the better. As a matter of fact, better not to know Trinidad at all, but the universe seems to have already made that choice for her.
Small talk... +
... didn't seem like it'd be something Trinidad would indulge, so Indy can't help but raise an eyebrow when she tries anyways. Still, they're stuck here; no use in being unnecessarily standoffish. "They end up somewhere safe." Vanguard storehouses for the dangerous... +
Bold of Trinidad to be annoyed at someone else being 'noncompliant', but Indy bites her tongue. The urge to start an argument must be resisted. Instead, she just readjusts her jacket and shrugs. "Trust me, if I had anything like that, you'd know." Indy didn't make a habit of... +
... holding on to anomalous materials any longer than she had to, and of course she'd been yoinked *before* she had a chance to find any in that cave, and not after. There is *the other thing*—her unique Taken *problem*—but Trinidad didn't need to know about that, and she... +
"Generally, I avoid getting myself into those kinds of situations in the first place." Of course Trinidad's allergic to the word 'please', but Indy's not really in a position to demand common courtesy out of her, because to do so would drag this encounter on even longer than... +
... it's already going to last. Instead, she avoids even looking in Trinidad's direction as she raises a palm up, her ghost Marcus appearing out of the air above it. "You know, there's no need for threats; we don't wanna be here any more than you do." Sending the data over... +
It wasn't hard to figure that Trinidad must know more than she's letting on, but Indy knew from experience that she wasn't prone to sharing. At least so far they'd always been let out of this extradimensional prison within a timely manner, so she didn't have to worry about... +
... it, but if this started to happen more frequently, *then* it would really become an issue.
Regardless, she has no special insights beyond what she can see right now, so she offers Trinidad a shrug. "Sorry, I don't make a habit of carrying reagents in my pockets." +
"That's a surprise to me." Indy paces across the space; prior experience has taught her that it'll stretch on infinitely if she tests it, but with a little focused thought... she bumps up against a wall. Perfect: something to lean on. Once she does, she can turn back to face... +
... Trinidad. "I was at a resort, the luxurious kind. Working on my skin." The sarcasm is palpable, even without noticing Indy's disheveled nature and the mud on her boots. No, she'd been out in the field, crawling through a forgotten cave when the universe decided she'd be... +
No matter how often one found their atoms rent across space-time, they never really got used to it. Indy figured that, by now, she must be getting too old for this, but unfortunately the universe didn't care. She finds herself in a familiarly unfamiliar room and... +
Once, just once, Trinidad wished that she and @RelicOfTheTimes would stop meeting like this.
The swirl of stars and darkness around them gave way to a vast expanse of sculpted marble and crystalline structures, large enough to construct a room.
The bones tied haphazardly +
... groans, working a creak out of her neck. Of course, if she's here, then she already knows who else she's about to see, and it doesn't take long to confirm that suspicion. Another groan.
Indy greets her with "Trinidad", because that's her name and no matter how annoyed... +