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[phasewalker]

[This is Amanda.

Amanda is not a happy camper right now. In fact, by the rate in which she's kicking over random garbage cans and phasing in and out, it's pretty safe to say that she's 'upset'.]

Where is he! This is his fault - I know it is, where is he?!

[There might be a note of panic in her voice. Whoever 'he' might be is in some serious

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[serving_mars]

*Xander was once again aimlessly wandering lost mapping out the city when he comes across Amanada commiting acts of vandalism. He pauses, watching her, but for now doesn't say anything.

Its probably important to note that he's armed with an old rifle slung across his back.*

[phasewalker]

[RANDOM acts of vandalism, thank you! She's not picky. She phases a few times before throwing her arms up in the air and turning.

Okay she's being watched. Ridiculously creepy.]

...Caaaan I help you?

[serving_mars]

*Holy shit, did she just pass through that thing? Xander might have wandered off if he hadn't noticed that--women were always weird--but since he's noticed...he watches her closely and calculatingly.*

How did you do that?

[phasewalker]

[Yes. Yes she did - right through the trash can.]

Who wants to know?

[serving_mars]

*Xander stands up straight, leveling a cold gaze at her.*

My name is Xander. How did you do that? What are you?

[phasewalker]

[She glares right back.]

Okay - so your name's Xander. That's nice. Who are you? You from the League? If not, I don't gotta tell you anything.

[serving_mars]

The--*If he says no or aska about it she won't answer, huh? So...* Of course I'm with the League. Why else would I be here?

[phasewalker]

[scowl]

Who's the director? And where's your partner, then?

[serving_mars]

*Xander sneers.*

My partner is dead.

*He hopes his obvious distain at that question distracts from his lack of answer for the first one...*

[phasewalker]

[Her voice is flat but holy shit if someone killed Edward she'd kill a bitch]

Then they'd have been replaced by now.

[He gets a level and very disbelieving look, but she'll oblige for now.]

I'm what's called a phase walker.

[serving_mars]

I wouldn't let them.

*Well, its true, just not the same organization.*

A what?

*He takes a step towards her, studying her again.*

Are you human? Some sort of mutation?

*Some Super Mutants turned invisible, after all. Or something like that.*

[phasewalker]

[She steps back, looking offended.]

Of course not. I'm just not from earth, so all you idiotic humans think I'm some kind of mutant.

[serving_mars]

*There were places other than Earth?*

You...

*His expression fades from the glare to something between confusion and reverance.*

...are you a God?

[phasewalker]

[lol what]

Sure, buddy. I think it'd be more appropriate to call me a goddess, though since I'm a girl.

[serving_mars]

*That was probably a 'no.'*

What are you, then?

[phasewalker]

[yeah that's a no]

I'm from a place you'd never be able to pronounce. You humans like to call us aliens.