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[Vorthon]

Kwyk starts growling at Camille, the start of a grin appearing on her face.

[Twi]

Camille still doesn't notice Kwyk's anger. She's now humming a tune, in fact. The work seems to be cheering her up considerably.

[SomeStupidGuy]

Ariana looks into the engine room, considering greeting Camille, but for obvious reasons, she doesn't enter.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Nemo goes to find a restroom.

"Damn. My claw's clogged up with dust. Feels disgusting..."

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Richard walks around the Lazarus, looking for anyone to talk to.

[Vorthon]

Kwyk reaches for Camille, claws unsheathed.

[SomeStupidGuy]

Ariana creates a burst of light in the general vicinity of Kwyk's face, hopefully blinding her.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Richard is getting closer to the engine room, as of yet unaware of the situation.

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Nemo goes outside and discharges, clearing his claw of dust.

"Ahhh. Better."

He goes back inside.

[Vorthon]

Kwyk bellows in rage, tripping and almost landing on top of Camille.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Richard hears the thud, and draws his Evoker, jogging to the engine room.

"The hell is going on?"

[Twi]

Camille dashes away the moment she hears Kwyk, grabbing her pistol. She only actually looks once she's safely out of reach.

"...Was she about to attack me?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Richard gets in and watches Kwyk.

"Oh not AGAIN."

[Vorthon]

Kwyk stands up unsteadily, shaking her head in an attempt to clear her vision, before glaring at Camille again, that familiar psychotic grin on her face.

"Nobody messes with my work."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Richard watches carefully,

"Camille, how good are you at dodging..."

[OREOSOME]

Jacke fights on, Killing several creatures. The scent of Fungus fills the air... He turns, to see an old flower, gaping at him, begging to be smelled.
"I knew that old guy designing the Bastion wasn't kidding about the Lungblossom's size."
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Lucas runs away from Kwyk and Camille, and takes cover out in a small bit of hull plating.

[Twi]

"Mine too. And nobody messes with my ship without my say-so. Perhaps if you had simply asked, you would not feel compelled to rrrip me aparrrt rrright now."

Camille glares back.