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Dax seems genuinely annoyed with this information, taking a few deep breaths to calm herself. "I just hope he leaves before Drael catches wind of this, because it won't end well if that happens."

"That's just how people are. I carry my sword, obviously, but it's not like I'm going to use it." Because it's not like she's going to just draw Chi Xiao in public, that would be silly, and it remains in a scabbard anyway.

"I'm starting to think that no one actually uses the weapons box any more."

"I do."

"I only keep Chi Xiao on me because of its properties...Anything else is in that box." She crossed her arms, clearly being annoyed, as she always seemed to be.

" On the contrary, Ser Drael and I are on agreeable terms, the capacitors on their lasguns are linked to targeting cogitators which can discern threats appropriately rendering them ceremonial articles unless deemed otherwise necessary.

It is a facet as tolerable as that of...

Turning to issue a glare of contempt towards the waifish girl.

Pests, that see it right to bugger the patrons of this place, pickpockets and the sort you know. Consider these,

He added, rotating the chain on his chainsword by a single glinting blade

" Badges of office, nevertheless, my thanks unto you Mathius, i foun myself returning if to savor this fine establishment once more, and we shall be staying for a fair few.

Dax calls upon Curzon's knowledge of the Klingon vocabulary to speak her mind, and then storms out of the bar angrily.

Of course, Ch'en had also spoken Lungmen profanities, though she hadn't left (yet).

Paying no mind to this Aleksandr and his guardsmen partook of the refreshments offered.

"Ahh! Heh... But he looks like the bad guy. And you're supposed to take down the bad guy. And yes, cake does seem to have appeared. It's an after battle reward, hehehe."

Roni the hard Jadzia's call about weapons. "Weapons in the weapons box, people. It exists for a reason." She gulped and then walked over to the weapons box and took out the straw she had just used as a 'gun' and looked at it. Roni dropped the straw in the box and returned to Joker with a big grin on her face.

Mikazuki had simply raised an eyebrow. He had found himself carried, by a friend of his, back into Barbatos, and as such, being reconnected to the Alaya-Vijnana System, could move his body again. "...Right."

Joker giggled. “Hah, such humour you have. How unexpected…”

She then shook her head. “I never said I take down ‘bad guys’. I simply stay on the sidelines to have an opinion.”

“Even if I were a ‘hero’, I would not attack someone without reason in a public area. Then again, you must not judge a book by its cover…”

"If someone is an enemy, then they should be eliminated..." So Mikazuki said, after closing Barbatos' cockpit....The Gundam had a speaker so people could hear him speaking anyway.

"You do what suits you..."

Ragna just simply raised an eyebrow at the Gundam and went back to his work. Nothing seemed strange for him, considering the fact that he's one of the few sane people in his world that was... well, constantly bizarre.

"I'm not a hero. I'm just a man with a fancy armor suit. Take that away, and what you find is a reclusive traumatized millionaire genius pretending to be like his father." Theo stares up at the ceiling. "I learned the hard way that being different isn't always considered being special. Some people have no appreciation for things that are different. They only want to destroy, to control. They don't care when people suffer because of it. As a result, you have people like me, broken inside and out."

He pushed the door open and stepped inside and perked a brow looking around.