We Are Our Avatars IX: Act V: The Sabotage of the Scandolous Saurian Scoundrels (Open)
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Sophia grimaced a little at the appearing black eye on Detective Wolfpack as she went over to see how he was doing. "You alright there? Sorry about that, Victoria's been a bit protective of me since the whole knight situation." She answered back to him as she looked over to Victoria. "Better to be safe than sorry I guess, but I could help fix your eye if you like? What was your name by the way?" She eventually asked as she looked back over to the detective.
"I'm Sophia Aethis."
"I'm Sophia Aethis."
Samus arrived at the same place as the others as Victoria got off the man, taking her helmet off.
I got up from the sand. I rubbed my face, before offering my hand to the ferret gal. Overprotective eh? Must have had their first run in with a bit of crime, the ferret must have a debt or perhaps was a witness they didn't want. Happens all the time in the city
"Names Micheal Stone. Private Eye."
"Names Micheal Stone. Private Eye."
"It's nice to meet you Mr. Stone, or Michael? Um... but who or what is a Private Eye?" Sophia asked, accepting the hand shake. Unless Mr. Stone had gloves on he would notice the rougher texture of Sophia's hands, not something a prissy glamour girl would have, but someone that was used to working with them. This also coupled with a firm but not overbearing grip.
Matilda had just stood back and listened to the fighting, as she wasn't really sure what was going on until it had been resolved.
Ah. A hard worker. Perhaps she worked on the docks. Saw some men dumping a body. Or perhaps she was a farm worker. Saw some drugs being smuggled. Maybe shoot a man while trying to protect her family, More likely though she just had a bad run in with lady luck. Most people aren't bad men. Most were just in the wrong place at the wrong time
"Private Investigator. We work outside The Force. If you can't trust the police for your problems then you come too us"
"Private Investigator. We work outside The Force. If you can't trust the police for your problems then you come too us"
"OH The eye is the letter not the word!" Sophia replied back sounding a little embarrassed, scratching the back of her head. "I understand now! Sorry, I've never heard that term been used before. You probably don't get that a lot, do you?"
I reached into my pocket and brought out another cigarette. I really did need to stop smoking. But it was the only thing that took the edge off. Dulling the knife of the day so it doesn't hurt as much each time it goes in your gut
"No I don't. Pretty common where I'm from. Say, you smoke?"
"No I don't. Pretty common where I'm from. Say, you smoke?"
"No I don't, but thanks for offering. I got a bit of a lecture a while back on that sort of thing, but you've probably heard that before too. The smoke irritates my nose a bit actually so I just don't bother." Sophia said back to Mr. Stone, waving her hands dismissively. She however didn't seem to argue for him to put it away either.
I lit up my cigarette. I breathed in the sickly sweet scent of it before blowing it into the wind. Just like life. Each day we're nothing more than dust in the wind. The past blowing away in the wind. No matter how hard we try. We can never recapture those moments.
"Yeah. I get that a lot."
"Yeah. I get that a lot."
"So... would you like me to fix that eye up for you? Samus and I were doing stuff before, but I don't think she'd argue me taking a second to help you out?" Sophia offered, looking up as she cocked her head slightly to get a better look at the forming shiner.
Must have been some sort of healer. Tell you the truth I like my scars. Remembrances of mistakes, a permanent mark on your body on what you did wrong. Just look at it and you will remember to never be that stupid again. Pain is what makes us and scars makes us remember pain.
"Nah. I'll keep it as a souvenir."
"Nah. I'll keep it as a souvenir."
"Suit yourself, if you do change your mind I'll still help out but there's worse souvenirs one could get I guess." Shrugging off Michael's comment, Sophia didn't really mind not having to exert herself if she didn't have to, it just meant she would have more for when she did end up needing it.
"So do you still want me to run more or...? What? I'm not sure this is quite the same as mana fatigue really Samus." Sophia eventually replied back to Samus, wondering what her instructor wanted her to do.
"So do you still want me to run more or...? What? I'm not sure this is quite the same as mana fatigue really Samus." Sophia eventually replied back to Samus, wondering what her instructor wanted her to do.
Samus looked at Vicky. "I offered to train her. She accepted, so I suggested that we build endurance first, combat fatigue." She turned back to Sophia. "You're probably right... Rest for a little while, I'll think of another area we can improve in."