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Cruising for a bruising
Big Zero had mostly kept to herself. She was busy plotting certain people's demise and reprogramming. A big part of dropping off the radar was simply for safety reasons. But when she went out she spent time in the Special Weapons Lab working on, well, things that weren't weapons. She wasn't that stupid. If she didn't give them a good reason, they couldn't refuse a member of the crew. Certainly not someone as productive as she was.
So with all the confidence of someone with antisocial/narcissist personality disorder, she strolled into the lab and quickly started work on Egghead mark II. Frankly, it was a lot harder building the damn thing from scratch.
[[OOC: Big Zero post, standard warnings apply. Filthy language, Neo Nazi. Also she will probably be hitting Punishment this post so threads might have to be bendy timed a little (later ones go earlier). My tags will be slow as I have one paper to seriously work on starting tomorrow and I'm running in to pain issues today. Agh sorry for tl;dr]]
So with all the confidence of someone with antisocial/narcissist personality disorder, she strolled into the lab and quickly started work on Egghead mark II. Frankly, it was a lot harder building the damn thing from scratch.
[[OOC: Big Zero post, standard warnings apply. Filthy language, Neo Nazi. Also she will probably be hitting Punishment this post so threads might have to be bendy timed a little (later ones go earlier). My tags will be slow as I have one paper to seriously work on starting tomorrow and I'm running in to pain issues today. Agh sorry for tl;dr]]
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His first instinct was to give the girl in there a charming and witty remark, but then he paused at the tattoos on her shoulders (and seriously, what was with that hair?) He narrowed his eyes at her - maybe it meant nothing, but maybe it meant something.
Ignoring her, he went to check out what was on the shelves.
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But it wasn't in Billy's nature to be unnecessarily combative, so he was here to stay out of her way and treat her as civilly as he would anyone else.
"Did you find everything all right?" There he was looking up from his own project, as suspicious and falsely over-helpful as a store clerk who thinks they've found a shoplifter.
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Billy wished with all his heart that he could lash out at her for the sake of Allen's memory, but keeping the department together was more important than their pride. It had to be.
His hands twitched as he slid in the next bolt.
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He fell silent, concentrating on the sound of another screw. Billy couldn't honestly say that she was wrong---he'd thought the same thing immediately afterward. They had failed to take inventory. He could have suggested it. Through negligence, he'd sent Cassie and Kawalsky to their deaths, hadn't he?
Who knew why he hadn't been fired for that yet.
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Weapons.
It's quite obvious that a projectile weapon would be utterly useless in his hands but who knows? Perhaps a blade or something could be found here.
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Cool and distant. Logical to a fault. He trails further in, rather carefully investigating the things within his reach. Has he the nerve to turn his back on her in his investigations? Oh, quite.
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"Rrrr-enne leahrrrn In-guh-lish. Wha-t yeu leahrrrn? Ohrrr do yeu?"
Which includes asking if she could learn anything at all.
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Hallways~
He was in the hallways, heading for the Media Library, when he saw BZ, and not recognizing her, he didn't really pay her any attention as he passed by.
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Well, damn.
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Hallways
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"Excuse me?!"
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