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[PrivateNomad]

Rex is outside 404 leaning against the wall, staring at the sky in contemplation. He doesn't notice Lionan.
Hector has his sniper rifle aimed at Bartimaeus. He locks on.

[Xantalos]

This is odd.

[PrivateNomad]

Bartimaeus sends a lash at Crimose, who blocks it with his sword. Bartimaeus teleports behind Jasmine and places the sword to her neck, grinning. Crimose turns and readies his sword.

Hector activates his Lvl. 2 lock on, aiming at Bartimaeus's chest.

[PrivateNomad]

Crimose simply stands, watching as Jasmine struggles against Bartimaeus's strength.

Hector ascends his lock on to Lvl. 3.
Rex turns to Lionan.
 "Do you need something?"

[PrivateNomad]

Hector fires. The bullet goes straight through Bartimaeus's head and proceeds to reflect off a wall and another wall, going through his head once more before reflecting off another wall and shooting through his head again. Bartimaeus teleports away in fear.

Rex turns to Lionan.
 "Do you need something?"

[SOLDIER First]

"You're pretty big."

[PrivateNomad]

"Better than what I used to be."

[SOLDIER First]

"And what was that?"

[Xantalos]

Unless I am mistaken, the military forbids murder. But then, they tried to ban me from being, so I admit to being a little biased.

[PrivateNomad]

 "Mhm."
"A skull. I had my soul transferred to this armor so that I could protect my sister."

[SOLDIER First]

"Pretty big, for a suit of armor."

[Vgray]

Tasrak is sitting outside the club with a box of apple pie.

[PrivateNomad]

"I got what I wanted."

[SOLDIER First]

"Hmm."

[PrivateNomad]

Rex sighs and turns to the sky.
 "But sometimes I forget things. Like how I even died in the first place. Sometimes I question if I'm even who I was or if I'm just a simulation."