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promuseboxing2025-08-14 03:28 pm
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Church and Carolina had been back in Armonia for a couple hours now, most of it spent in a debrief with Kimball about the recon they’d managed to do on Charon and their bases on some of the outer regions of Chorus. Long enough for word to spread that they were back but not nearly enough time for anyone to send word that some weird shit had kicked off.
Again.
Epsilon hasn’t had a chance to insinuate himself into the security systems of Armonia again just yet. They just got off a mission after all and he wants to relax and maybe go harass the idiot brigade before he gets down to the business of mapping out the new areas that they’ll have to investigate. He’s ignored the messages from Caboose that sends because they don’t make any sense. Something about Church being taller again. Usual Caboose shit that he’ll sort through later.
“I’m just saying, what if we just put one kick me sign on Wash? It’s an experiment to see if anyone is brave or stupid enough to kick a freelancer.” Epsilon says, in hologram form as Carolina crosses the courtyard outside of the barracks.
“No, Church, we’re not doing that.” She says, rolling her eyes.
“Oh, come on!”
Again.
Epsilon hasn’t had a chance to insinuate himself into the security systems of Armonia again just yet. They just got off a mission after all and he wants to relax and maybe go harass the idiot brigade before he gets down to the business of mapping out the new areas that they’ll have to investigate. He’s ignored the messages from Caboose that sends because they don’t make any sense. Something about Church being taller again. Usual Caboose shit that he’ll sort through later.
“I’m just saying, what if we just put one kick me sign on Wash? It’s an experiment to see if anyone is brave or stupid enough to kick a freelancer.” Epsilon says, in hologram form as Carolina crosses the courtyard outside of the barracks.
“No, Church, we’re not doing that.” She says, rolling her eyes.
“Oh, come on!”