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Samus needed a distraction. There had been a lot of talk about the Nightmare King lately, but no action as far as she could see. Even she was at a loss for what could be done. Nightmares were a inevitable part of her life, but they had become noticeably more striking recently. She wasn't exactly in a position to act, though. She had no magical powers, no mystical abilities. In her nightmares, she was, ultimately, helpless, a feeling which she did not like. She'd bring it up to the command crew, but she was sure they had already discussed it. Plus, she wasn't sure many of them could do more than she could.

She needed a distraction from it. She had headed down to Engineering and set her station up. Anyone who walked in would find the large chest chassis of her armor set out in front of her with an assortment of tools in place and a container of turtle wax waiting for use. An empty glass (which was probably filled before with some of Lex's "stash" in the crew lounge) sat next to the Hunter as she worked diligently.

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It was good to be suspicious because truthfully Lash was as harmless as an atom bomb. Turtle Wax. Never really bothered making their tanks that shiny back in Black Hole. Why bother when they were meant to make things explode all over anyway.

"So what's your name? Is this part of a mass produced line?"

"Samus Aran and no. Only one as far as I know."

And she'd be sure as hell surprised if she ever saw someone with the same armor.

~~Just then Gandrayda came by transformed as Samus and gave both of them a wave before posing for no reason and then leaving as mysteriously as she had come.~~

~~Get out, Gandrayda B(~~

That only made her want to ask more questions.

"Really? So you built it yourself then? Are you some type of soldier?"

"Didn't build it myself, but it was built for me. And I'm a bounty hunter, though if you want to get technical, Stacy's making soldiers out of all of us."

She's trying to keep up with all the questions, but there honestly are a lot.

"Oooh a bounty hunter! We hired a few back home to get some really nasty jobs done." She puffed up proudly. "Stacy doesn't need to make me a soldier, I've been one all my life."

At least she wasn't asking more questions.

Samus raised an eyebrow at her last comment, "How old are you?"

"Seventeen! Why?"

She made a small, displeased 'hmn' at that. After spending her own childhood training to fight and essentially being made into a walking weapon, she didn't much care for other people having to go through the same thing. However, at seventeen Samus was able to make her own choices, what she wanted to fight and what she wanted to fight for. Samus wasn't sure if this girl was in a similar position, but she really wasn't in a position to judge without having to divulge aspects of her life she'd rather keep more personal.

So she kept mostly quiet about it, "No reason really. Curiosity."

Lash was no fool. She'd enjoyed playing with people's emotions all her life and whatever reason Samus had wanted to know her age, there was definitely something attached to it, but what, she couldn't pinpoint at this moment. She'd have to find out later. But for now...

"I see. How old are you?" Lack of tact. The girl was full of it.

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"It's hard to keep track of time on Stacy. Couldn't give you an exact number now."

Didn't anyone ever teach Lash it was rude to ask a lady her age?

Not so fast.

"Well, the last time you remember then?"

Too bad for Samus she had started it.

Fine, Lash. She'll answer your question. But she won't be happy about it.

"Twenty nine."

"Really? That's Commander Nell's age, I think. You've got to have a lot of interesting stories to tell, with that suit and your age, tee hee hee." Yeap. No tact. No tact at all.

The lineface level is sort of epic over on Samus' part, "Too bad there's no time for stories. Can I help you with anything else?"

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Okay back to your regularly scheduled episode of "The Blond and the Afro"

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