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[The Merchant Of Menace]

*Bob rocks out*
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*The mage which fired the blade explodes. Voilently*

[Tellemurius]

*Steps into the middle*
"I challenge your leader to a fisticuffs"

[Twi]

Thera takes out her own headphones and listens to her own music.
And it's mostly Jewish, how unsurprising.
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Lavi's flying over the GDI people/new base. Whee.

[Phantom]

Dariel is bashing his head into the bed.



The Convoy is moving quite fast for a base on wheels, not stopping for anything except for the occasional breakdown.

[Ochita]

"Heheh... No."
*The rest of the mages, although shaken chant. And this time several blades approach...*
"No!"
*Aegis intervenes... And manages to reflect them, deeply cutting each mage? She does have a small nosebleed, but otherwise seems fine.*

[Twi]

Now in her normal, but lighter form, and with her nice postal clothes on, Lavi decides to try to find someone who she can talk to.
"Hey! I got some mail for a Ms. Cheryl! Hope she isn't driving anything at the moment."

[Tellemurius]

>_>
"Pathetic, hiding behind your peons"
*Fires off his rifle everywhere*

[Phantom]

Cheryl walks up to her.
"Yeah, Lavi?"


Dariel tries to force both Bob and Thera out of the room.
"Just. Get. Out."
He says that with hatred.

[Ochita]

*The bullets kill the remaining mages, so now its only the dragon-born now.*

[Twi]

Thera sighs and drags Bob out of the room.
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Lavi takes out a manila envelope. It has a little spider seal on it! It's addressed from Thera, to Cheryl.
"For you!"

[Phantom]

Cheryl glances back at the Convoy, surprisingly GDI doesn't have much in the way of long range troop transport, and then takes the letter.
"Huh? Why would Thera send me a letter?"


Dariel closes the door, moves his bed and table in front of it, and sits against the wall.

[Tellemurius]

*Sigh*
"And back to you again"
*Strips off his armor leaving him barechested. Hes covered in black bruises and a huge old wound from a spear thrust. He holds the dagger he grabbed earlier*

[Twi]

"Eh, from what I've heard you two know each other well enough."
Lavi shrugs.

[The Merchant Of Menace]

*Yumi is getting a familiar expression in her eyes*

[Phantom]

"Okay, thanks Lavianora. I'll read it when my squad gets a turn to rest in the transports."
Cheryl disappears into the fray.