They Took Mr. Stabems and Now Everything Is Terrible

[brought_it_back]

[Eva-Or, as she's more likely known, the strange girl from security with that weird robot-is feeling down recently, despite stellar and slightly uncanny performance on the mission with the Zhar battalion. Rumors, spreading fast as they do, make it pretty easy to find out-she attempted to murder the walt-child, and was given a three-hour dressing down by Commander Howe in response. A loud dressing down, the kind that can be heard from down the hallway through an office's closed door.

She can generally be found moping about Alhambra, looking about as happy as a sack of potatoes with chronic depression, and spends more of her time in the gym.]

Comments

[brought_it_back]

No. He has chased me in a fury, but I am quicker than he expected.

I do not doubt that he will take the chance, if he is enraged again. And he is very frequently enraged.

[jianai]

I will not impose on anyone - but this really sounds like the two of you need to talk to each other.

I would like to be there. As long as I am around, I promise that no one will be hurt.

[brought_it_back]

You will have to forgive me if I wait until I am legally armed for such a meeting.

[jianai]

Are you sure? That won't be necessary, really...

[brought_it_back]

Yes, but if I am caught breaking the rules of my probation, Howe will be angry regardless of the circumstances.

[jianai]

Why would you want to break those rules? Can't we solve our problems without the need for violent methods, only by talking about them?

[brought_it_back]

That would be for the best.

But, life has taught me to expect the worst. I will not strike first in such a meeting, but I will be armed.