Samus needed a distraction. There had been a lot of talk about the Nightmare King lately, but no action as far as she could see. Even she was at a loss for what could be done. Nightmares were a inevitable part of her life, but they had become noticeably more striking recently. She wasn't exactly in a position to act, though. She had no magical
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"I am," she answered with a curt nod, and since there was no reason in being impolite, she asked curiously, "Your gun?"
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"So it separate from you after all then." She remarked offhandedly. It hadn't seemed that way at the bar. "Mm. One of them. It hasn't seen much use so I'm ensuring it's still in working order."
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"So you're the person inside that suit? It's got a really interesting design! Well for something I didn't invent, anyway."
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"Don't think we've met."
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Lash seemed mostly harmless, but she was still eying her a bit carefully. This armor was her baby important, and she tended to be suspicious of random newcomers trying to sneak a peak at its inner workings.
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His eyes fell from the suit down to Samus herself. His silence would've indicated that he'd finished speaking before he (somewhat hastily) added, "Quite impressive."
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She placed down the precision tool she was using and turned to him, "I suppose I just thought it was expected of me."
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As she looked to him, he returned the gesture. "...tell me, how long has it been?" He asked. "Since you left Zebes?"
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"About fifteen years, I believe," It was her best estimate. She added, "I did go back. Only a couple of times, though."
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