70 AC, a mission ft. Natalie

There was at least some relief on her face. That thing seemed a tad bit too strong an opponent for her and maybe her partner as well. It was not unbeatable, probably, but why would they even care? Their ‘client’ had been talking about some kind of testing, if she had heard correctly, but none of them had agreed to participate in that. They would only stand to get hurt more without a promise of gain. It was not like them to indulge antics like that.

“Right. If it causes trouble for the people here, they will certainly offer a reward. Maybe then we can check it out again.” That was the way of the wolf. They would hunt this down for others if the price was right. But they wouldn’t go out of their way to do it pro bono.
Her partner had gotten up a bit prematurely. It was his decision, especially given how starlight was not a pleasant thing to experience. She would not take it as an insult or anything like that. “We best take a detour to not run into it again though,” she added, as she noticed him looking somewhat interested down his own arm. “Did something happen to your fist?”

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A trinket? Natalie eyed the object with some curiosity. It looked both fragile and magical in nature, which quickly grasped her attention. The question where something like this could have come from was prominent in her mind. He was quick to outline that, while she scrambled to catch the unexpected toss. While she was not terrible at playing catch, she almost failed to grasp it in time. In many timelines, Natalie would probably have missed it, with potentially long-reaching results. This one was the one where she managed to get it in time, however.

The healer studied it curiously, feeling some hitherto unknown power affecting her once it touched her skin. This was not some overwhelming strength surging through her. More a gentle little current, subtly boosting her. “It feels like it could be useful. Are you sure you don’t want it? Those are your spoils, after all.” While fairly certain that he did know what he was doing, asking again could not hurt. She would only do it once, out of courtesy. If he agreed, she would also act accordingly. “Thank you. Let’s just hope that this thing doesn’t come around to collect what it has lost.” Natalie would look over her shoulder to where she suspected the android to be, but found nothing there. It did not feel like they were being followed, either.
“And thank you for protecting me, naturally.”


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