Cora Anderson (
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For SRWUG@, Later on
[1]
[Another day on the Chalice and another arrival. You can see a Britannian Transport dropping off several suits of powered armor along with some tough looking people that were clearly their operators.]
Alright boys and girls! Hustle up! We're here to get some work done so you better be on your best behavior or I'll put you on your rears! Got it?
[There were grins and laughs all around, but none of them showed any disrespect, it was more of an ease of familiarity with the brash woman. She turns to see you looking at them, she grins and walks over.]
You could always take a picture you know. It'll last longer.
[She's certainly... bigger... up close.]
Major Cora Anderson. The boys call me Ursa.
[There's a hand offered to you to shake.]
[2]

[Cora's at the mess hall, reading a letter while sipping some tea. Yes. A tough woman like her is fond of her Tea. She's Britannian, what do you expect?]
Oi, think I got some left to share. You up for a little?
[She's offering you a drink, raising a battered tin mug at your direction and then motioning to the seat opposite her.]
[3]

[The battle seems to have come inside the Chalice! Corridors have become firing lanes and enemy troops are rushing throughout!]
Keep your heads down!
[There's a mechanical whirr as a large armored figure unleashes a literal hailstorm of metal down corridor.]
You holding up alright over there?!
[Despite being over a speaker the utter concern in her voice was ever-present. The kind of voice of a person who's used to looking out for others.]
[4]

What.... what the heck am I looking at?
[It seems that Cora has stumbled upon something beyond her comprehension. Maybe its something you're used to, maybe its just mindbogglingly ridiculous to you as well.... maybe its just plain weird.]
[Whatever it is, Cora just has this expression that she's trying to keep it together but the seams are barely holding. Try to calm her down?]
[Another day on the Chalice and another arrival. You can see a Britannian Transport dropping off several suits of powered armor along with some tough looking people that were clearly their operators.]
Alright boys and girls! Hustle up! We're here to get some work done so you better be on your best behavior or I'll put you on your rears! Got it?
[There were grins and laughs all around, but none of them showed any disrespect, it was more of an ease of familiarity with the brash woman. She turns to see you looking at them, she grins and walks over.]
You could always take a picture you know. It'll last longer.
[She's certainly... bigger... up close.]
Major Cora Anderson. The boys call me Ursa.
[There's a hand offered to you to shake.]
[2]
[Cora's at the mess hall, reading a letter while sipping some tea. Yes. A tough woman like her is fond of her Tea. She's Britannian, what do you expect?]
Oi, think I got some left to share. You up for a little?
[She's offering you a drink, raising a battered tin mug at your direction and then motioning to the seat opposite her.]
[3]
[The battle seems to have come inside the Chalice! Corridors have become firing lanes and enemy troops are rushing throughout!]
Keep your heads down!
[There's a mechanical whirr as a large armored figure unleashes a literal hailstorm of metal down corridor.]
You holding up alright over there?!
[Despite being over a speaker the utter concern in her voice was ever-present. The kind of voice of a person who's used to looking out for others.]
[4]
What.... what the heck am I looking at?
[It seems that Cora has stumbled upon something beyond her comprehension. Maybe its something you're used to, maybe its just mindbogglingly ridiculous to you as well.... maybe its just plain weird.]
[Whatever it is, Cora just has this expression that she's trying to keep it together but the seams are barely holding. Try to calm her down?]
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Maya Landale.
[Same pseudonym she'd been using ever since she'd come onboard.]
I-if you'll excuse me, I need to be getting back to work though.
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[She's putting a hand on your shoulder 'Maya'.]
Besides... you're a mechanic right? We may as well get along since you'll be taking care of the gear!
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[... Not that dying was something she didn't want, but not in this kind of way!]
T-that depends though... I-I'm much better with large robots than powered armored.
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[She seems to scowl a little now, pulling that hand away and pinching at the bridge of her nose before glaring up at the ceiling.]
...Hey you alright? You look kinda pale.
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[She's shifting her position as a shot ricocheted off her helmet. It didn't do much damage but the shock caught her off guard. She catches herself mid-stumble, kneels and fires the cannon on the Dullahan's back into the crowd - their cover now sporting a large hole.]
Damnit, where do you Elevens get your awesome toys! God knows I could use bullets like those!
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danmakudakkabullets flies through the hole made by the Powered Armor and absolutely slaughters the enemy ranks.]You gonna be alright, over there?
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[She takes a shuddering breath and opens up the helmet, giving Shou a barefaced grin.]
Besides... I've been in worse spots than this.
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Barely holding on. A couple of them had to pull back. Just how many bodies did we have tossed at us...
[2]
[ Blink, blink. He nods. ]
Umm, sure. I haven't had any good tea since I left Brittania.
[ The fact that she's also Brittanian escapes him. He's... had a pretty sheltered life. He subconsciously looks over his shoulder, knowing a certain AI was watching, and sat down across from her. ]
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Here. Careful though. It's a little hot.
[She looks over to the direction that the boy seems to be glancing at.]
Man... kids are dating a lot younger these days...
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Thanks.
[ What he hears next makes him blush, hiding the lower half of his face behind the cup. The steam nearly scalds the tip of his nose. ]
W-We aren't--! ... well.. ALICE and I haven't gone on a date. [ That's what dating means, right? Literally going on a date? ]
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Jeez...
You should ask her out you know... make her feel appreciated.
She'd probably love that with how much attention she's paying you right now.
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B-But we aren't supposed to make port for another month! I-I don't even know what's out there, or what to do, or--
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[She's going to poke you on the forehead. Gently]
If you don't know, then follow your instincts. If those aren't any good... well.
You could always ask her what she wants to for a date.
But you gotta remember this. Dates are about spending time with the person you love and showing them how much you care.
You can't go wrong if you keep that in your head.
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[ He's freaking out, looking back. ]
A-A-A-And she's--! W-Where would I even--
[ Wait. Just ask her? ]
... she'd like that, wouldn't she?
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Yep. She looks like the type.
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O-Okay. I will.
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A inter-dimensional search function for machines meeting a certain set of parameters.
I'd suggest you look away.
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[Cora manages to pull her eyes away from the runes... and proceeds puke hard onto the floor. Magic Google hurt her brain a LOT.]
Whose- *HACK* brilliant idea was to put that where people can bloody see it?!
[She's covering her eyes and pointing blindly at the general direction of the runes.]
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[The girl keeps working at her weird light display.]
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[Cora's going to stop covering her eyes to yell at Eibon... unfortunately she catches a glance off to the side at the runes and.... well lets just say that puddle of chuke is going to get a little bigger.]
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...Hm. Unexpected.
[She waves her hands, and the lights dismiss themselves. Eibon turns to see the woman who was watching her.]
Your soul is weak. Staying here will be quite dangerous for your sanity.
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[Her tone was strained - and a little hoarse as well.]
My what is weak?
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The wisest course of action would be for you to leave.
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I've got orders to take care of and a deal to keep. I'm not going to bail out just because some half-pint told me I might have my brains leak out of my ears if I meet some creepy guys!
[She's looking PRETTY unhappy at your explanation.]
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I can help you strengthen it, if you so desire. Though the process of doing so is...not pleasant.
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[She's thinking on it... no brain melting for her. She's in.]
So... what are you gonna have to do anyway?
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Basically, I would have to perform the same sort of violation of your psyche that an enemy sorcerer might, taking care to stop just short of completely destroying you.
It would feel almost infinitely worse than that search function...that was not a spell designed to fight. Nor was it directed at you, I must add.
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Shit...
[Oh well. No guts no glory.]
This isn't going to end with me tearing a goat in half with my bare hands is it?
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Gentarou Kisaragi. The man who's going to befriend the world!
[And as he says that, he thumps his chest near his heart, then points to Cora.]
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Kid... Gentarou ... I'm saying that right?
[She gives her own spin on Gen's handshake right back at him. It's a little faster and a mite bit rougher... But still. The feeling was there.]
Wish you luck on that. God knows a lot of people in the world could use a good friend.
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Yeah, and I'd say I'm doing pretty good on that. Got this ship here and all...! Well, except for one... but, I'm working on that!
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[She let's out a chuckle.]
I've got a couple of things I need to do too.
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