Taric SizierAfter eating, head to the Matriarch.
Okay, hunger problem taken care of. Now that you won't faint, fall over, and accidentally kill the Matriarch you think you can bear to be in her presence. Everyone seems to be following you, strange. You thought Tarran was the leader.
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Tarran Smith"Thanks, but... ehh, nah, I'm not a drinker. 'Sides, don't want to fall asleep on my shots, heh. You gave my stuff to the signifer? I don't trust him, he's an asshole."
Eat and follow Taric.
Ungh, food good. Not eating anything that couldn't be tipped down your throat and having a hell of a work out beforehand gave you a voracious appetite. After you're vaguely sated Taric rises from his seat to go find the Matriarch, you spare a last soulful and promising look for your food and follow.
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Dominique Wakeman"Yeah, you're probably right, boss," Dom said, taking another drink. "It's all good though. You sure you don't want none of this?" she asked. "It's good. Anyway. Um. Lost my train of thought there." She quietened down as she tried to remember what it was she had been about to say.
You follow Taric and Tarran still holding your beer, your keen intuition tells you that it's going to be empty by the time you reach the Matriarch. Besides, it would be awfully wasteful to leave it there without drinking it.
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Trol Grane"i dont like that crazy bitch, but whatever." follow the group instead
You leave with the group, heading to meet a women who likes to invade people's brains instead of talk to them. You wrack your brain for why this is a good plan.
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All, Comms tower, Unchained HQ: You arrive at the tower quickly and once again make your way to where the Matriarch holds. The first time you did this you were dirty and had just escaped a Fusion explosion, now you're victorious heroes in clean clothing, maybe she'll be nicer. When you enter the room the staff seems to have not changed at all, you wonder how the unchained can possible manage this much work for pad-pushers when they don't have legions of political shit. The Matriarch is still seated in the center of the room with a slightly out of focus expression. You approach and her focus snaps onto you, crap this woman is creepy. She nods to an assistant who takes her place before she rises and speaks to you.
"You've earned the trust of the unchained, you've done good work for us." You wonder if the woman is allergic to a 'thank you'.
"For when you're are needed again you've been set up with additional funds to outfit yourselves with, everything you own has been sent to the signifiers for repairs."Tarran given his prior experience with the matriarch can't quite control his tongue in time.
"What? No fingers in the brain, I don't trust you crap this time?" She gives him a level look before replying.
"I already reviewed the events that happened to you when you were asleep, you have a few days of free time before we're ready for our next move. Use them well."
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