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[faux-kiken.livejournal.com]

[Rosie is in the hangar right now with the salvaged giant golden arm from the Hyperion; she has taken the golden armor off the arm's chassis, and is presently repairing and buffing a giant golden fist.]

Ohh man, it was good to get that itch scratched. Just thinking about it... [A shiver went down Rosie's spine as she remembered the fight.]

And what a memento for us to remember it by.

Hmm. Seems like there's enough scrap metal... replacement golden wrecking ball?

Would that look cool, or dumb?

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[faux-kiken.livejournal.com]

[She's looking at you like you're crazy]

[veiled-fervor.livejournal.com]

[While before she was getting mild curiosity from him, now she is getting a definite sense of nervousness.]

Do you need assistance with that.

[faux-kiken.livejournal.com]

What, buffing this?

[veiled-fervor.livejournal.com]

If you require assistance with that. I could also help you move it to wherever you intend to keep it, as it would be imprudent to leave it in the middle of the hanger.

[faux-kiken.livejournal.com]

I think there's no better place for it than here.

[veiled-fervor.livejournal.com]

Then I will concede to your judgement.

[He isn't certain she is right though, she can tell he is doubtful, but he seems to be giving her the benefit of the doubt anyway.]

[faux-kiken.livejournal.com]

[She frankly doesn't care :D}