DEBT COLLECTOR

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° He moved out of the way so she could step in. His cabin wasn't the most organized, but it was decent at least.

She stepped back after a moment, entering the cabin and flipping her silver coin once more. “Lovely abode you got here. D’ya still got that photo i got of us?” Lady Luck removed her visors with a huff, green eyes peering around the room.

"So I been bein' lazy past few days! Whenever I get the chance, 'course. Uh, trynna remember some stuff while I'm at it. Enough 'bout me tho, how you been?"

Lucy wasn’t one to do things for others for nothing, but there was no catch to this act of service. She simply knew how much their casino meant to them.

° He moved out of the way so she could step in. His cabin wasn't the most organized, but it was decent at least.

She stepped back after a moment, entering the cabin and flipping her silver coin once more. “Lovely abode you got here. D’ya still got that photo i got of us?” Lady Luck removed her visors with a huff, green eyes peering around the room.

" ...and what if it is, hm? "

Lucy wasn’t the best at expressing emotions, but she tried her best to show how she felt. And if that meant silently barging in to bother a friend she hadn’t seen in nearly a decade, so be it.

" 'old friend'? I swear, i dont think we were friends.." [ He sighed, he remembered Lucy to a certain amount.. but friends? He didnt remember considering a friend. ] ".. anywho. what are you doing here? are you looking for something..?"

“Also, we weren’t friends?? Well- i guess we weren’t but i still call you my friend.” She gave, once more, a shrug, cracking her neck. “You kinda disappeared when you got that kid, thought you’d died. So uh-“ she cleared her throat, looking away as she found the words. “It’s… it’s nice seeing you alive. Even if you aren’t well in this place.”

[ 007n7 hummed softly, looking back at the sleeping kidd behind him before looking back to Lucy. ] " its.. its nice to be alive, I guess. despite the circumstances.. better than being dead and trapped in the void forever I guess." [ he took a moment to look at the floor, like debating something. ] "..how have you been? life treating you well at least..?"

Lucy had lived through many, many robloxian lifetimes. She’s watched games rise and fall, people spawn in and die, so much to the point it became normal. What was considered devastating was something she wouldn’t think about, knowing it would probably only take a couple years, or decades, to heal from.

[ 007n7 went ahead and grabbed the bloxy cola he had snatched earlier from his bag, taking a sip from it before making a disgusted face. eugh. flat soda. out of all the ones that he had to grab.. ] " and so.. are you just gonna stay here until chance comes here? "

“Uhh, if you want me to? I’ll leave if y’ want, i don’t mind.” She shrugged. “I’ve got limited time here, might as well make use of it.”

" ...and what if it is, hm? "

Lucy wasn’t the best at expressing emotions, but she tried her best to show how she felt. And if that meant silently barging in to bother a friend she hadn’t seen in nearly a decade, so be it.

" 'old friend'? I swear, i dont think we were friends.." [ He sighed, he remembered Lucy to a certain amount.. but friends? He didnt remember considering a friend. ] ".. anywho. what are you doing here? are you looking for something..?"

“Also, we weren’t friends?? Well- i guess we weren’t but i still call you my friend.” She gave, once more, a shrug, cracking her neck. “You kinda disappeared when you got that kid, thought you’d died. So uh-“ she cleared her throat, looking away as she found the words. “It’s… it’s nice seeing you alive. Even if you aren’t well in this place.”

[ 007n7 hummed softly, looking back at the sleeping kidd behind him before looking back to Lucy. ] " its.. its nice to be alive, I guess. despite the circumstances.. better than being dead and trapped in the void forever I guess." [ he took a moment to look at the floor, like debating something. ] "..how have you been? life treating you well at least..?"

Lucy had lived through many, many robloxian lifetimes. She’s watched games rise and fall, people spawn in and die, so much to the point it became normal. What was considered devastating was something she wouldn’t think about, knowing it would probably only take a couple years, or decades, to heal from.

" ...and what if it is, hm? "

Lucy wasn’t the best at expressing emotions, but she tried her best to show how she felt. And if that meant silently barging in to bother a friend she hadn’t seen in nearly a decade, so be it.

" 'old friend'? I swear, i dont think we were friends.." [ He sighed, he remembered Lucy to a certain amount.. but friends? He didnt remember considering a friend. ] ".. anywho. what are you doing here? are you looking for something..?"

“Also, we weren’t friends?? Well- i guess we weren’t but i still call you my friend.” She gave, once more, a shrug, cracking her neck. “You kinda disappeared when you got that kid, thought you’d died. So uh-“ she cleared her throat, looking away as she found the words. “It’s… it’s nice seeing you alive. Even if you aren’t well in this place.”

" ...and what if it is, hm? "

Lucy wasn’t the best at expressing emotions, but she tried her best to show how she felt. And if that meant silently barging in to bother a friend she hadn’t seen in nearly a decade, so be it.

*Noli tilted their mask as they looked down at Lady Luck from their throne of wires and metals.* "i have been fine, i suppose. a little here, a little there. as for what i do, i am able to control technology, speak through it. the cameras my eyes, speakers my ears, and screens my mouthpieces. I can easily manifest myself to a local via it, whether through remotely talking to someone, or actual physical manifestation if need be. I have programs and flesh alike as my servants, some who help me through cyberspace, others agents that are guided by me. so yes, i believe you could say i work with tech." *Noli gave an incredibly sassy smile as they concluded their speech.*

“It’s finee though. You’re cool.” Lady Luck was not the best at conversation, if its not obvious.

An immediate switch up was made after her visor changed to ‘. . .’, as she clasped her hands together near her chest and reverted her teeth to normal. “Well! Now that we’ve had that talk, manmade god to a concept, you got subject yet? Like- a following, a cult, yada yada? I don’t pay much attention to the others anymore.”

she called out, waving his hand in the stranger's general direction.

She’d walked over while talking, circling the survivor in interest. “M’kay, i see i see. So!” She clapped her gloved hands, stopping in front of Solomon. “What’d’ya do. Do you like- do you fight? Do you heal? Are you just there??”

i'm just . here.i don' really know? i don' do much o' anythin' - i can punch ? but that's not . all i do . i can find others medkits? i do a lotta generators ,?

“Exactly, i knew you were good.” She didn’t even give him a chance to respond. “If! You help me find the killer camp when this is all over. since i’m. uh. bored. I! will give you a lot more luck in landing your shots and getting better equipment. Hows that sound?”

i also just - i don' really wanna be 'round the killers. if y'havent noticed already, they don' take kindly to us. i don' wanna find out what happens if i die outside a match.

Doodle

she called out, waving his hand in the stranger's general direction.

She’d walked over while talking, circling the survivor in interest. “M’kay, i see i see. So!” She clapped her gloved hands, stopping in front of Solomon. “What’d’ya do. Do you like- do you fight? Do you heal? Are you just there??”

i'm just . here.i don' really know? i don' do much o' anythin' - i can punch ? but that's not . all i do . i can find others medkits? i do a lotta generators ,?

“Exactly, i knew you were good.” She didn’t even give him a chance to respond. “If! You help me find the killer camp when this is all over. since i’m. uh. bored. I! will give you a lot more luck in landing your shots and getting better equipment. Hows that sound?”

*Noli tilted their mask as they looked down at Lady Luck from their throne of wires and metals.* "i have been fine, i suppose. a little here, a little there. as for what i do, i am able to control technology, speak through it. the cameras my eyes, speakers my ears, and screens my mouthpieces. I can easily manifest myself to a local via it, whether through remotely talking to someone, or actual physical manifestation if need be. I have programs and flesh alike as my servants, some who help me through cyberspace, others agents that are guided by me. so yes, i believe you could say i work with tech." *Noli gave an incredibly sassy smile as they concluded their speech.*

“It’s finee though. You’re cool.” Lady Luck was not the best at conversation, if its not obvious.