𝕊𝕒𝕞𝕞𝕪 𝕊ℍ𝕆ℝ𝕋𝔽𝕌𝕊𝔼

“..Mm. How long have been around here? If I may ask?" Shortfuse. Has Duck mentioned that name before? Most likely. Doesn't sound familiar, though.

..I've seen many during my stay. That narrows it down little. But still does so.” At the very least, if one starts approaching him from a distance, he can allow himself to guess for once. “I needn't say where I could be. Anywhere at or near Cetus is a given.

..Shortfuse.” He repeats slowly. It feels like he's heard that before. And knowing how much time he's spent around here— let alone a certain person. Retracting his hand, there was little to add now. “I look forward to working with you. Undoubtedly, we will in the future.

.. somehow, A tenno living in foundations like these surprise me.” But where else? Their own ships? The zariman? Regardless— “Anyone who supports Fortuna is a friend of mine.

You smelled like one.” He says it as is. That incident affected everyone differently, and he felt no need to explain it. ..then again. This is a woman from Venus he was talking to. One with a shotgun. He already seen the worse of angering one. “..I mean, your existence—

Silence. He had little to add to the conversation. Or interest in examining corpus tech. He would've almost excluded himself by now had a piece of him not notice something. Unmistakable. “..Are you a Tenno?

I.. suppose?” Instinctively taking a step or two back. No idea how'd they manage to hide such a thing, but he's seen weirder.

..Is it?” The question is already answered in his head. Of course it was. Different weapons for different situations. His 'rules' had made him forget that advantage. Though, he found himself fine without it. “..Then again. I can't see myself deciding on what to use for minutes

A murmur. Stepping back and crossing his arms. This weapon in mind had reminded him of the amalgamations— though they seem less..appearant, nowadays. Where they being developed still after everything with Narmer? Maybe. “Undoubtedly so. As long as your weapon remains an enigma.

A single touch. Far from his skin, void & crystal claw trailing the foreign fire arm for a second. The rest was examined underneath a critical eye. A heavy hitter. At least for human perspective. Sentients saw this differently with size and average weight, no doubt. -->

You stated it was from Tau. May I see it?”

A wide arsenal will do you good.”

Epsilon.xn--6ii thinking abt giving Balo her own Cephalon I havent really like thought abt it till rn and Im just like man anywho— I HATE CORPUS GRAAHA RAAAAAAAH

For a supposed Technological divinity… ̵𝗔̵𝗺̵𝗯̵𝗿̵𝗼̵𝘀̵𝗶̵𝗮̵ ̵𝗶̵𝘀̵ ̵𝗿̵𝗲̵𝗮̵𝗹̵𝗹̵𝘆̵ ̵𝘁̵𝗶̵𝗻̵𝘆̵ ̵𝗶̵𝘀̵𝗻̵𝘁̵ ̵𝘀̵𝗵̵𝗲̵~̵?̵