AiraVansalon
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Erin had stayed mostly silent during the walk back and Dusty's breakdown. These happenings were one of the biggest mysteries to Erin. She had been exposed to bloodshed from a young age. Breaking a man's neck or shooting him in the back were as natural to her as breathing. She'd killed her own teacher, stuck a knife in his throat, before setting out on her own. That was two years ago. Since then, she'd killed more people than she could count. Slaves, brotherhood, legionnaires, NCR, tribal savages. She'd used disguises to gain people's trust before strangling them in their sleep, or cutting their throat, or throwing them off a balcony. To her, emotions were weaknesses. Weaknesses she could exploit in those around her, using their pity, kindness, and lust to complete her mission and eliminate her target. Seeing an ally completely lose her composure was puzzling. But regardless, it was not her concern, so long as Dusty recovered.
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[6:11:43 PM] Dark Angel: Can I trade you Viasa now Daniel? [6:14:02 PM] Dark Angel: Hello? [6:14:12 PM] Vansy: h-*shot* [6:14:41 PM] Dark Angel: Ah man. Another corpse... [6:14:53 PM] Vansy: corpse? where? [6:14:55 PM] Vansy: I want to see D: [6:15:02 PM] Dark Angel: Where's my shovel? [6:15:14 PM] Dark Angel: Oh, I thought you died. [6:15:29 PM] Vansy: so there isn't a corpse? [6:15:30 PM] Vansy: daww
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