"nothing just staring off into space"
She sat down "I want a duck"
"then go get a duck"
"I live in a government facility where would I put him?"
"why would i know"
"you seem smarter than me-"
"depends on what we are talking about"
"how does one hide a duck-"
"break out of a government facility and keep the duck"
"tracker in my arm, installed it when I had thin skin"
"just cut it out and heal the wound or something"
"my skin is basically impenetrable, also my healing factor is limited"
"i can cut through just about anything...i think"
She'd sigh and extend a hand "leave a bruise, its the most someone has been able to do other than knock me out with sleeping gas"
"if i sever the arm where the tracker is do not get angry at me" he began to draw his massive sword
"Sever it then, I'm one of the toughest of my kind, either way the arm comes back"
he raises the sword once getting a sufficient length bringing down as it slashes through the skin and severs the bone destroying the tracker
Daybreak seemed ok with this, her arm was already regenerating "hope that didn't damage your blade-" she sigh at her damaged Shirt
"it'll be fine" he twirls the blade in an arc then slides it into its sheath on his back
"whats it made from anyways?"
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