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srwug_alpha_rp2012-10-04 02:06 am
Time is slipping away from us so stay with me / I can make you glad you came
Haman had been watching the battle closely, she always did when Char was out there. When the Comet has been shot down she had wasted no time in scrambling her own troops to recover him before he drown. Loosing him would be bad for Zeon, and worse so if it happened while Haman was watching.
He had been hurt an shot down so many times it was starting to get old, and Haman didn't even look phased by it as she waited in the hanger for recovery forces. Although inwardly she was frightened, very much so for Char's well being, but more so by the intense feelings that had reverberated off the battle an echoed in her mind.
She had left Mineva safe with her handmaid, she didn't need to see Char or his mech in a post battle state, the poor child had seen enough. Haman would prefer it if Mineva believed Char was simply invincible, she had already seen and felt enough death for someone so young.
If you're trying to find Char after the battle, if seems this would be the place to do it.
((You can tag Haman or Char alone if you like, or both together, but put it in the subject line who you'd like to speak to))
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Haman doesn't like any of this one bit, but she relaxes her grip and pulls the gun away, she had no interest in shooting this woman, she seemed reasonable enough.
And he had answered her question after all.
But it did not diminish her anger, no one put's Haman Karn in a cage.
No one.
"Crew moral? After you incarcerated us? Tortured us? The only way you could increase moral is if you are dead, and strung up from my Quebely in the hanger like a war trophy."
She turned her ferocity to his guard.
"You seem sane enough, can you tell me what in the name of all that is holy is going on here."
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But, being that his guard was addressed, and her tone conveyed that, she replied. "It's as he says. He has come to help. Spreading music is his calling, at the time it was Adventus that gave him the means to get around the world to do so. They used him as much as he used them."
But she's cut off here. "I'm not trying to play victim. I know I did some pretty foul stuff. Willingly at that. I'm not asking for forgiveness. Just cooperation."
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"Music? As if that would be enough to cure all that ails us here." Haman couldn't help but think of her own monsters, lurking in the back of her mind, and how her time imprisoned by them had only exacerbated her deteriorating mental health.
"You want cooperation? Then get down on your knees and let me shoot you without a fight!" Haman shouted over the woman's shoulder at the blind man, nearly snarling. Every newtype on the ship could likely feel her anger.
Haman knew this wasn't Axis, she had very little authority here really, outside of the authority of her gun, especially now with Kamille and Cynthia gone, and Char injured.
"Otherwise I would appreciate it if you made sure I did not have to look upon your face one moment longer!" Haman turned back to the guard woman.
"And you, I like you, do be a good girl, and keep this monster where he can't hurt anybody. And away from me, and mine." Haman refused to holster the weapon, holding it tight to her side, her finger still on the trigger.
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Thing was, if he WANTED it, he could have most everyone on the ship dancing to his tunes... but how fair would that be?
"My job is the opposite ma'am. It's my job to keep others from attacking him. There is... someone else in charge of his punishment. I assure you, ma'am... he's very well looked after." Of course, she kind of shys away a bit, moving back towards the blind DJ. "I'll do my best to keep him from you."
She gives Haman time to walk away before speaking up. "You didn't deserve that."
"Yes I did. You haven't mete Cheng yet."