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Oh I can find ways to warm you up…
Like a sweater? Or a jacket. A jacket would be nice.
How about a blanket?
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Take your shirt off. [cough]But it’s cold…
Oh I can find ways to warm you up…
Try me. I’ve been brought back from the dead, regrowing fingers will be nothing.
Good, then you won’t have any problems with me doing it continuously.
Get out of my sight.
Kirk pissed you off that much?
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“Name sounds familiar,” she winced as she heard it. “Right, I remember now. My brother had a friend stationed there as well. If I remember right, he didn’t make it out,” Allie frowned. How could anyone do that? Bastard deserved a bullet in the brain. “I’m sorry.”
Morgan sighed. “And I’m sorry about your brother’s friend. It was terrible, but… sonovabitch got what was coming to him.” Lightly, his free hand when to the massive scar on his face. “The same Banshee that gave me this, ran him threw.” He paused. “Er. I don’t normally talk ill of the, uh, dead.”
Allie nodded, eyes wandering the scar. “I understand. I tend to try not to myself, but some people…” she shook her head. “With some it’s hard not to.” Allie swished her drink around before draining it.
Don’t tempt me, Allie. You don’t know how close I have been.
It’s not worth it, believe me. This sucks Krogan balls.
Are you a ghost then? Like my friend Annie?
For now. My brother said it wasn’t my time to cross over, though he wouldn’t say when it would be.
When your door appears, go through it.
It’s not a door. It’s a gate leaving the park I used to play in as a child.
Don’t tempt me, Allie. You don’t know how close I have been.
It’s not worth it, believe me. This sucks Krogan balls.
Are you a ghost then? Like my friend Annie?
For now. My brother said it wasn’t my time to cross over, though he wouldn’t say when it would be.
He chuckled. “I think my people see me as… twenty / eighty?” He shrugged. “I try not to be like the Major I replaced.” The Major downed the rest of his drink, then motioned to the bartender to get him another.
“Oh? Which one was that?” Allie followed suit, quickly drinking the rest of her whiskey and asking for another.
When he got his drink, he shrugged. “The XO of the Lincoln, back when I was stationed there. Major Polk. Terrible man. Used new recruits as meat shields.” With a heavy sigh, he took a drink.
“Name sounds familiar,” she winced as she heard it. “Right, I remember now. My brother had a friend stationed there as well. If I remember right, he didn’t make it out,” Allie frowned. How could anyone do that? Bastard deserved a bullet in the brain. “I’m sorry.”
Don’t tempt me, Allie. You don’t know how close I have been.
It’s not worth it, believe me. This sucks Krogan balls.
“I’m in hell. Well, Purgatory really, only they don’t have alcohol,” she grinned. “Ash is here. Again. She was here when Cerberus rebuilt me and I couldn’t cross over. My brother is too. Said it’s not my time to go. Again.” Allie rolled her eyes, crossing her arms. “Sure, hit me. I’ve got nothing better to do.”
Purgatory. Ew. That meant the Christian thing. Kasumi wasn’t going to think about it too hard. She was probably going to hell anyway, no matter what religion— except maybe salarian. “… Er, yeah, about that,” she muttered. “Your body was stolen at the hospital. Any ideas on that?”
Allie furrowed her brow. Who the hell would’ve stolen her body? “You sure the Alliance didn’t just scoop it up before you could get there? Otherwise, I have no idea.”
“I’m sure,” she responded firmly, a frown forming. “Assistants were freaking out. The one that didn’t make off with your body anyway. The guy was real sloppy about it. I can track him down. Problem is, there’s not much you can do with a body without money. Especially one with organ failure. No offense.”
“Grrreat.” She winced.”None taken. James is flipping out isn’t he?” She shook her head, biting her lip. She wanted to ask….but no. It wasn’t right, and it didn’t matter. Allie had told him to move on anyway. But perhaps just wondering…”Has…Jim….I mean, have you…” she trailed off, unsure of what to say.
Tilting his own glass at her ‘cheers’, he the proceeded to take another drink from his glass. “I think fifty / fifty is a good way to be looked at — if everyone dislikes you, no one will want to save you in battle.” Like my previous Major. Morgan thought to himself as he took another sip.
“Fair enough. I don’t want people thinking I’m too nice to kick ass. At the same time I don’t want them thinking I’m not nice enough that they have to be constantly scared of me. I suppose it is a good split.” Allie took another long sip and nodded. “Yeah, it’s good.”
He chuckled. “I think my people see me as… twenty / eighty?” He shrugged. “I try not to be like the Major I replaced.” The Major downed the rest of his drink, then motioned to the bartender to get him another.
“Oh? Which one was that?” Allie followed suit, quickly drinking the rest of her whiskey and asking for another.
“I’m in hell. Well, Purgatory really, only they don’t have alcohol,” she grinned. “Ash is here. Again. She was here when Cerberus rebuilt me and I couldn’t cross over. My brother is too. Said it’s not my time to go. Again.” Allie rolled her eyes, crossing her arms. “Sure, hit me. I’ve got nothing better to do.”
Purgatory. Ew. That meant the Christian thing. Kasumi wasn’t going to think about it too hard. She was probably going to hell anyway, no matter what religion— except maybe salarian. “… Er, yeah, about that,” she muttered. “Your body was stolen at the hospital. Any ideas on that?”
Allie furrowed her brow. Who the hell would’ve stolen her body? “You sure the Alliance didn’t just scoop it up before you could get there? Otherwise, I have no idea.”
…Just for that, I’m going to follow you around and comment on as much as I possibly can.
I didn’t realize you wanted me to cut off your fingers that badly.
Try me. I’ve been brought back from the dead, regrowing fingers will be nothing.
Allie gave her a sad smile and waved. “I’m here. Well, not really. Here, but not here,” she shook her head.Kasumi glanced away before nodding. “Alright,” she sighed. “… I’m sorry. I told you I’d be there, and I wasn’t. … Um. How is…” She waved to her spirit, hoping to convey the message.
She rolled her eyes. “It’s fine, K. You can’t be everywhere. And death? It’s….cold. Lonely,” her tone was sad as she tried to inconspicuously wipe at her eyes.
“No afterlife? … That’s almost a little disappointing,” she muttered distantly, still trying to grasp the situation in front of her. Kasumi supposed it wasn’t all that different when Keiji came back for a week, just… awkward. “Well, I guess you’re welcome to stay here. Um.”
She bit her lip. “… Uh. So. I do have a few questions actually.”
“I’m in hell. Well, Purgatory really, only they don’t have alcohol,” she grinned. “Ash is here. Again. She was here when Cerberus rebuilt me and I couldn’t cross over. My brother is too. Said it’s not my time to go. Again.” Allie rolled her eyes, crossing her arms. “Sure, hit me. I’ve got nothing better to do.”
