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"Ugh…" Aaron walks out of the Shock Trooper Central Command in his regular outfit: Canvas Pants and a Cloth Belt. "Stupid Kiaran… Breaking out all the damn Berg inmates…" The blue dragon stalks his way down the brightly lit streets of upper-class Anduruna. "And my favorite scope got destroyed!!"

Sighing, he catches the last telepad out to the outer ring of Calypsa. "At least… I can go home to a peaceful apartment with a peaceful girlfriend… Eat a peaceful dinner and then make chaotic love in bed…"

Zapping into the pad station, Aaron steps out into the dimmer streets of Anduruna and walks toward his apartment complex. "Hmm… I should probably pick up some stuff for dinner…" he mumbles as he walks by a convenience store.

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He walks out carrying two bags and holding a fresh fish in his mouth. "Mmm… A midnight mack mith mome mate meckmast moms mor momomow!" Aaron walks his way down the street and turns into his complex. He manages to get into the doorway. "Fern-baby! I'm back!!"

Aaron's call is met with silence as he sets the bags on the table and he chomps another chunk out of his fish. "Fern?" He walks into the dark living room and notices a lump on the couch. "Fern!" He jumps on the lump and snuggles into it.

Suddenly, the lights come on. "A-Aaron!?"

The dragon looks up and sees Fern standing at the entryway in an open robe and lingerie. "F-F-F-Fern!? THEN WHO'S!?"

He jumps off the couch and the lump moves and sits up. The blanket falls away and reveals Kiaran, rubbing his head. Several bandages on various parts of his body.

"Serapis… Why… Did you fucking try to rape me in my sleep, Aaron…?" Ki asks as he struggles to sit up.

"WHY THE HELL ARE YOU IN MY DAMNED HOUSE!?" Aaron shouts angrily.

"Because I saved his ass, Aaron. You know how much he means to you." Fern says as she rolls her eyes.

Kiaran shakes his head and lies back down. "Look, lovebirds… I'm suffering from internal bleeding, several cuts, a few missing scales, and finally: I'm feeling sick from looking at Fern's A-cup boobs in push up lingerie…" He pulls the blanket back over his head. "Just have your uber-conservative sex and go to fucking bed…"

Aaron clenches his fist. "Why you—"

Fern wraps her arms around Aaron, interrupting him. "Shh… Let's just go prove him wrong and have not-so-conservative sex, sniper boy…" She slowly whispers.

Aaron's anger melts away as Fern leads him upstairs. "Hehehe… Alright, baby…"

Kiaran peeks out of the blanket and scowls. "Blech… Virgins…" He pulls the blanket back over his head and falls asleep.

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"C-Comrade Ra—"

"NO!" Ran interrupts Jacov as they make their way through Jacov's home Bandit Encampment. "Where is that snake!?"

Jacov sighs and overtakes Ran's brisk walking pace. "I vill lead…" He mumbles. Snaking his way through the various tents and shacks, Jacov doesn't look back at Ran. According to the various passerby's nervous looks, he is wise to do so.

Ran's halo glows strongly as thunder constantly shapes and reshapes itself in her hands. Sparks also fly from them towards the ground and a short ways out towards her surroundings. As a result, most everyone gives her a wide berth.

"Ve are here, comrade…" Jacov says as he stands to the side of a larger tent. "Be varned. Canillo es very… Hard to talk vith… Ezpecially vith vemon…"

Ran walks past the bear and her halo fades. "I. Don't. Care. He'll find Kiaran so I can tear that dragon's balls off!" She hisses as she walks inside.

Jacov nervously backs away from the tent and starts to melt and mold his warhammer into a shield. "I vill be needing of dis in about seven seconds…" He thinks to himself.

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A small shot glass hits the bar, the bottom cracking slightly. "Hit!"

A bartender quickly refills the glass with some fermentae and walks away. Isura downs the shot and scowls. "I do not fail…" he mumbles.

"You failed over and over and over again, sexy boy…" Isura grabs his head and scowls, his head piercing with pain.

"GAH!!" The assassin stands and doubles over. "Get out of my head!!" He stumbles around and knocks several stools over, much to the fear of some bar goers.

"Get your ass in gear, pretty boy…" Marzena's voice pierces his skull. "Kiaran is still alive and you're not going to be if that doesn't change…"

Isura shakes his head and staggers out of the bar into the dark streets. "You can't kill me, woman… You can't kill what you can't catch…"

Marzena chuckles and Isura falls to his knees, grasping his head as it practically splits with intense pain. "I don't need to catch what I already have on a leash…"

Isura's head stops pounding and he staggers back to his feet. "V-Very… Very well… You get your request…"

Marzena's voice begins to fade. "Good… Do not disappoint me…"

The assassin quickly gets to his feet. "Fucking bitch… Thinks she can outsmart me…" Readjusting his clothes, he quickly strides down the street and pulls out his datascroll. Dialing a number, he plugs in a headset as he turns down an alleyway. "Yes… I need to talk to him… No, I'm calling in a favor…"

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"Ugh…" Aaron walks out of the Shock Trooper Central Command in his regular outfit: Canvas Pants and a Cloth Belt. "Stupid Kiaran… Breaking out all the damn Berg inmates…" The blue dragon stalks his way down the brightly lit streets of upper-class Anduruna. "And my favorite scope got destroyed!!"

Sighing, he catches the last telepad out to the outer ring of Calypsa. "At least… I can go home to a peaceful apartment with a peaceful girlfriend… Eat a peaceful dinner and then make chaotic love in bed…"

Zapping into the pad station, Aaron steps out into the dimmer streets of Anduruna and walks toward his apartment complex. "Hmm… I should probably pick up some stuff for dinner…" he mumbles as he walks by a convenience store.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

He walks out carrying two bags and holding a fresh fish in his mouth. "Mmm… A midnight mack mith mome mate meckmast moms mor momomow!" Aaron walks his way down the street and turns into his complex. He manages to get into the doorway. "Fern-baby! I'm back!!"

Aaron's call is met with silence as he sets the bags on the table and he chomps another chunk out of his fish. "Fern?" He walks into the dark living room and notices a lump on the couch. "Fern!" He jumps on the lump and snuggles into it.

Suddenly, the lights come on. "A-Aaron!?"

The dragon looks up and sees Fern standing at the entryway in an open robe and lingerie. "F-F-F-Fern!? THEN WHO'S!?"

He jumps off the couch and the lump moves and sits up. The blanket falls away and reveals Kiaran, rubbing his head. Several bandages on various parts of his body.

"Serapis… Why… Did you fucking try to rape me in my sleep, Aaron…?" Ki asks as he struggles to sit up.

"WHY THE HELL ARE YOU IN MY DAMNED HOUSE!?" Aaron shouts angrily.

"Because I saved his ass, Aaron. You know how much he means to you." Fern says as she rolls her eyes.

Kiaran shakes his head and lies back down. "Look, lovebirds… I'm suffering from internal bleeding, several cuts, a few missing scales, and finally: I'm feeling sick from looking at Fern's A-cup boobs in push up lingerie…" He pulls the blanket back over his head. "Just have your uber-conservative sex and go to fucking bed…"

Aaron clenches his fist. "Why you—"

Fern wraps her arms around Aaron, interrupting him. "Shh… Let's just go prove him wrong and have not-so-conservative sex, sniper boy…" She slowly whispers.

Aaron's anger melts away as Fern leads him upstairs. "Hehehe… Alright, baby…"

Kiaran peeks out of the blanket and scowls. "Blech… Virgins…" He pulls the blanket back over his head and falls asleep.

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"C-Comrade Ra—"

"NO!" Ran interrupts Jacov as they make their way through Jacov's home Bandit Encampment. "Where is that snake!?"

Jacov sighs and overtakes Ran's brisk walking pace. "I vill lead…" He mumbles. Snaking his way through the various tents and shacks, Jacov doesn't look back at Ran. According to the various passerby's nervous looks, he is wise to do so.

Ran's halo glows strongly as thunder constantly shapes and reshapes itself in her hands. Sparks also fly from them towards the ground and a short ways out towards her surroundings. As a result, most everyone gives her a wide berth.

"Ve are here, comrade…" Jacov says as he stands to the side of a larger tent. "Be varned. Canillo es very… Hard to talk vith… Ezpecially vith vemon…"

Ran walks past the bear and her halo fades. "I. Don't. Care. He'll find Kiaran so I can tear that dragon's balls off!" She hisses as she walks inside.

Jacov nervously backs away from the tent and starts to melt and mold his warhammer into a shield. "I vill be needing of dis in about seven seconds…" He thinks to himself.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A small shot glass hits the bar, the bottom cracking slightly. "Hit!"

A bartender quickly refills the glass with some fermentae and walks away. Isura downs the shot and scowls. "I do not fail…" he mumbles.

"You failed over and over and over again, sexy boy…" Isura grabs his head and scowls, his head piercing with pain.

"GAH!!" The assassin stands and doubles over. "Get out of my head!!" He stumbles around and knocks several stools over, much to the fear of some bar goers.

"Get your ass in gear, pretty boy…" Marzena's voice pierces his skull. "Kiaran is still alive and you're not going to be if that doesn't change…"

Isura shakes his head and staggers out of the bar into the dark streets. "You can't kill me, woman… You can't kill what you can't catch…"

Marzena chuckles and Isura falls to his knees, grasping his head as it practically splits with intense pain. "I don't need to catch what I already have on a leash…"

Isura's head stops pounding and he staggers back to his feet. "V-Very… Very well… You get your request…"

Marzena's voice begins to fade. "Good… Do not disappoint me…"

The assassin quickly gets to his feet. "Fucking bitch… Thinks she can outsmart me…" Readjusting his clothes, he quickly strides down the street and pulls out his datascroll. Dialing a number, he plugs in a headset as he turns down an alleyway. "Yes… I need to talk to him… No, I'm calling in a favor…"