The Path of Vengeance / Walking the darker path

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[Anyone looking for Mad would find her in an empty work-room in the Chalice - digging information out of Maria's Black Box. For those who were on the mission, some of the voices heard would be gratingly familiar.]

"Why the fuck should we?!? These places are like a dime a dozen. If this one goes to hell we'll just go to another!"

[Scrambled warbling as Mad searches through the logs.]

"HOW ABOUT NO! AND WE FUCK YOUR STUPID BITCHBOT!"
"FUCK THIS TOWN, FUCK YOU, FUCK EVERYONE! THERE'S A MILLION OTHER SUCKERVILLES OUT THERE LIKE THIS ONE! AND IF WE WANT TO SHIT OVER EVERY ONE WE SET FOOT IN, NOBODY'S GONNA STOP US!"

[Mad's own voice is now screaming in terror before she cuts off the feed. But... there's a smile on her face... she's laughing now... and it is NOT a good thing.]



Assholes... you're gonna get what you fucking deserve... one way or another..

[She's tracing her hand along the slide of her pistol. That look in her eyes is terrifying to say the least.]

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[Mad was gripping her pistol now... before relaxing it... Momo is-....was a friend... she can show her some courtesy... even if she is a Desu...]

What is there to talk about?... Honestly I'm just counting down the hours before someone storms my room to beat the living shit out of me.

[minorbeat]

I just wanted to see how you were doing. The last time I saw you was...well, you know. I was hoping that maybe you are feeling a little better. I mean, I know you are still...hurt and possibly confused, and I know that that is probably putting it lightly. But, I just wanted to know how you are feeling...If you'd like to talk about it, I'm willing to listen.

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[Mad felt something flicker in her... hope? Maybe she could-.... no. She couldn't. She's a Desu.]

No... I'm not feeling any better. And I don't feel like talking about it....

[She looks away from Momo and digs through the recordings for more dirt. Her next words were probably drowned out by them - perhaps her real intentions for starting again.]

But thanks for asking...

[minorbeat]

(Momo looks down sadly until she hears Mad's last sentence. She smiles softly. It may have been small, but it was something.)

No problem. I'll let you have some room. If you ever want some to listen, feel free to ask me. I'll be ready...I'll talk to you later Mad.

(Momo turns and slowly starts to leave. She stops to give one last concerned look at Mad before leaving.)