#fiftysecondwardedward

"I already dislike him. I don't know what more you need in that sort of alliance." Erika crosses her arms. She's not really the person you go to, if people want to talk real alliances, that is what you approach the Queen with, so she can only assume this is just a resulting grudge match.

Once under the teal barrier, they moved - making a point to be attentive and get a good look as to where they were going.

"You're so lucky I don't wear heels anymore."

"You mean this?" Cobalt says holding up an AN-94. "I know, rubber bands and pulley systems to have a very quick 2-round burst fire and then a slower sustained fire rate."

Oh fuck. HAHAHA

"... Okay?" She's a little thrown off, most people would offer a towel.

"You seem, I am quite, quite old, I believe a youth saying for this is 'as old a dirt', which in some cases is correct. And in that time, I haven't stopped growing. The rate of my growth has slowed tremendously, yes, but not ceased entirely."

"I guess you .. technically could. But wouldn't that be more useful for your own stuff than tossing away other people's belongings when that's not what they asked for?"