[Cyberia] Re: Cyberia: An Ill-Met Welcome

[Cyberia GM]

[Asha] turned from the window to look at Dot's response.  "I know that you
came here for something.  It is likely that if you level with me, I might be
able to help you.  But this sparring, while amusing, is not exactly
productive."

She returned to her seat, steepling her hands as she looked from Dot to
Suhuy.  "Well?  What shall it be?"

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   Dot looked like she had just watched a puppy get kicked... one that had
been roaming a meadow of ankle-high grass and spotted someone dear, someone
to run to.  Ears flopping gently in a slow-motion scene, it bounded through
the grass to the smiling person.  Then, for no reason, the person's foot
swung back equally as slow as the bounding.  There was still
laughter and smiles, and the puppy didn't see the malice until it's ribs
were struck with crushing force.

No one had ever called her honesty into question.  She wasn't sure how to
react.  Her mouth opened and shut a few times while the woman spoke.  And
then it ended.

"Yes.  I'm of Amber... I'm a clone.  Suhuy, however, is not... either.  He's
not 'of Amber' and he's not a clone.  We came in hopes of acquiring an army
and getting some lab equipment for a major confrontation with Karadon.