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[mr_dynames]

[It seems the lack of sleep has gotten the better of Neil Dylandy and his mind. And his round of drinks that first night with Lyle didn't help at all as he couldn't pass out or sleep off any hangover symptoms. He had gone up to his room to see if anything had survived the rot and had been surprised to find the stick that had followed him to Eos. So

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[by_my_will]

[Tieria happens to spot Neil stalking through Kepler as he investigates current rot damage. Mildly confused, he watches the sniper before realizing he's hunting something.]

Lockon...?

[mr_dynames]

[The words barely register, but they catch his attention as he whips around, holding his stick at the ready.]

Who's there?!

[by_my_will]

[First reaction, back up. Wait... is that a stick? He blinks.]

Lockon... what are you doing?

[mr_dynames]

[He finally sees Tieria, but not even a second later he blinks and Tieria's replaced by a smirking Ali Al-Saarchez. His expression darkens rapidly.]

You!

[And with a loud yell that can probably be heard faintly around level 15, he charges, ready to attack.]

[not_that_lockon]

[No. NO.]

Don't you fucking dare do this to me again!

[mr_dynames]

Stay out of it Lyle, you already made your stance perfectly clear last time. This is my mission and I'm ending it once and for all.

[and he's totally checking all the rooms down in the economy level right now]

[not_that_lockon]

Like hell I am and like hell you are. He's not here!

[mr_dynames]

You don't know that for sure! He is here! He's on this ship, and he's as good as dead once I get my hands on him!

[As he goes to search another room, he kicks open the door a little more forcefully, as represented by it falling right off its rusted hinges.]