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Mord kept wandering as he had been food in his belly and walking when he felt it was safe. he never stayed in any single location too long. When you get comfortable you get sloppy and there is always something more than willing to stab you in the back the moment you get sloppy. The dog meat had been a lucky break he hadnt seen hide or hair of anything to eat and barely anything to drink for the last 13 miles. However... that was changeing. He smelled something unfamiliar... heards noises he didnt recognise... and saw something he thought was a fairy tale... had to be a fairy tale, he was sleeping. Cause he was seeing trees, not those burned twisted things he was used to seeing rarely but real trees, they glowed with absorbed solar radiation and lit up faintly to Mords eyes. the leaves were all he really saw... it was like golden firey snow that never fell moving in the wind yet stilled in time. He was dumb struck. He was off gaurd.

Mord had been wandering now in a daze since he first saw the forest, inexplicably drawn onward by what he refused he was experiencing. It brought back memories of the olde folk’s stories. They were about magic gardens full of beautiful naked people that had plenty to eat and drink and talking lizards with no legs. As he wandered he got close enough to see something that was finally familiar... at first. It appeared to be a sleeping girl… pretty young he saw her radiant heat... but he didn't see the regular glow of normal folks of the cursed earth. She was like... a puzzle with one piece missing. He approached silently and quickly... he got an inch from her face and was observing her closely... smelling her, listening to her breath and watching her thermals...

Mord almost looked like she slapped him in the face. He heard her but it took a moment to recognize it as something other than a roar or gibberish from a radiation crazy human. It was a greeting... with an albeit questioning and confused tone. The last human able to talk... tried to kill and eat him. He had his knife in his hand faster than one could blink and was six feet back from her. He took on a defensive posture. "So... what are you? Some kind of... garden girl?" he said this with a hoarse throat but a quiet and matter of fact tone. It was like he wasn’t used to talking to another person in a very, very long time.

"Yeah, Yeah The magic garden full of lizards with no legs and naked folks and nothing but food and water everywhere! Sure seems like the place. Could be a dream... Am I dream'n? ... no you wouldn’t know if you’re a part of the dream doesn't do any good to ask you. So you some sort of magic bone girl made to keep me company? You’re a little young; I didn't think I had that kind of fetish rolling around in my head." He shook his head slightly. Scarlet could tell he was very out of his element at the moment, he was being stretched to wrap his head around all this, and he looked ready to snap. He was dirty, smelled like rotting blood and meat and his clothes looked more patched up than grannies family patch quilt.

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Eva was focused, but did not have much time to consider her options. Her movement was almost automatic, as she wasn't aware of it until she'd already done it. She twisted herself on one leg to the side, Odessa's kick flew by just an inch or two ahead, and slammed her arm into the woman's back. To a battle-trained Northwesterner, her attacks would likely feel like a mere pinch; she was physically petite and weak. But Eva was more surprised by her own reaction than anything. She ducked down low and retreated further away from Odessa, trying to anticipate what would come next.

Nemesis exited the facility's core, stopping only briefly enough for the heavy-duty robots to confirm her identity. She strode down the dark walkways, casual in posture and expression. The fembot mentally retrieved the records from earlier, following the coordinates to the lab which Chris had discovered on the floor above. She wanted some answers.
The entrance was guarded by an unnecessary quantity of Caretakers, which all stepped aside upon her arrival. Nemesis weaved her way between the hidden piles of supplies to the attached room, unaffected by the extreme cold. She stopped to examine the many contained creatures, streams of information scrolled through her vision. Their skin was a hybrid of flesh tissue and another stretchy synthetic material; their bones consisted of mineral lonsdaleite; their vital organs were each coated in a protective shell, and they had not blood but a clear chemical solution with networks of nanobots. Each had unique features, but the one which fascinated her the most was Alena's glassy third eye.
Nemesis approached the female experiment, noticing as the eye's color flared from neutral blue to an aggressive red. The robot smirked, "So you're the one who wormed her way into the simulation..."




Eva bent herself backward, nearly reaching the floor as Odessa's strike passed over her. She tossed herself into a roll to the left, then sprung up onto her feet, arms held to guard her torso. Her pulse and breathing was speeding up, the lively tingle of adrenaline filled her senses. She remembered her battle in the simulation with Meta a few days ago, and realized that even then she had this automatic reaction. She was programmed to defend. Eva consciously rushed toward Odessa this time, fist pulled back to punch at the woman's jaw.