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The Depths of Deception

Shuo brought his head spike to his arms grabbing it mid swing as Shuo was beginning to experience a slight delay in movements. He looked over to the blobs across from him and then at the slightly less blob-y Shiva. He knew he was rather drunk at this point and was struggling to process things. He was entirely wondering if he had over done it maybe just a little. He took his sharp thumb and dug it into his antler like bone that segmented up his head spike. He leaned back into the chair for a moment before hearing the comment about Shiva being a criminal. Pointing to his own forehead with his free hand and not being able to move his head at the moment Shuo said."That's what the markings are for, they get cut down.....or something later after something....traitor in sand scripts or something......can't remember."

It was a struggle for Shuo to produce words but he was atleast pretty sure they were coming out clear. He then heard a stir in front of him and he assumed someone got up. He wondered if Rareth had food in her room. At that moment hunger struck Shuo so he attempted to get up as well. He held onto the arms of the chair and attempted to throw himself up out of the chair. All that ended up happening was that he flopped up and then back down into the chair. At that point Shuo resigned himself to his fate of sitting in the chair and leaned back once more. From the distance Shuo heard what he guessed was Shiva's voice ask him about his implants. "I can't turn them off or anything.....it's liiiike your hear beating.....can't turn it off really. If did though......woould probably be mooooore drunk and then passss out and asphy...xi...ate. Cancer maybe too? Too fucked can't......recall."

The Depths of Deception

*criminals are diffrent plays softly in the background* :P

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Fun fact: The Sovereignty never institutes drafts it's against their establishing principles. That's why their culture encourages it instead.

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Shuo began to realize that he may have drank more than the others. In his quest to compensate for his implants making it harder for him to get inebriated he may have over done it quite a bit. His vision beyond 10 feet was more blurry than he could imagine and he could feel himself swaying a little bit. There was nothing he could really do about that though other than sit back in the chair, though his body was refusing the command. He forgot that along with his drunk states not lasting as long his implants would get rid of his tolerance for him. He found that this was....counterproductive sometimes. Even if he wanted to he couldn't build up a tolerance to anything as long as his implants were on their current setting. Even to venom........he looked over to Shiva and found her holding his head spike.

At that moment Telmeck's question registered with Shuo. After looking back over to the blob of colors that was what he assumed the lizards he managed to speak a coherent sentence. "Well.....what's it like having a tail at your waste. It would drag around on things, and you can't sharpen......it." Shuo looked back over to Shiva and pulled his numb spike back towards himself and towards his hand, attempting to be mindful to not cut Shiva. He put the spike up to his thumb and took the long side of the sharp end and then ran is thumb along it. This cut very cleanly a small gash on Shuo's thumb. He held it up for the lizards to see. "You can sharpen it, I wanted......I wanted to get my head spike modified to have some metal in it but my application didn't get approved until after we left. Took like a week or two or something." Shuo then pressed the larger of his 3 fingers against his thumb to stop the bleeding of his blue blood.

Shuo sat back in his chair and rested his head spike on the couch arm. He blinked out of sync for a moment then kept trying to look at the blobs across from him, giving up he looked at Shiva. "Why do you cut your's off, most people have a medical reason or a implant reason or some personal reason. Last isn't terribl...y common." Shuo was fighting off the urge to go to sleep in the chair as his belly burned like a furnace. Somehow Shuo managed to catch the word implants out of Rareth and raised his hand and said "Yes I have implants. They do things......I think."

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I don't think so honestly. I think it's just mostly ideas.

The Depths of Deception

As long as you post well consider it good :P

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Shuo laughed at Rareth's comment. His throat had gone numb at this point but he could feel the deep laugh in what remained of the feeling in his head. "You know that's like asking if my blue is your blue! Your warm is our hot and our cool is your freezing." Shuo leaned back into the chair again as he let out what was almost a growl but had the undertone of laughter. They had gone through quite a bit of the wine and he was beginning to wonder how much had been sneaked aboard as between all of them they had probably gone through several bottles....Shuo was rather unsure of how much he had drank at this point but decided to go for more.

As Shuo reached for the bottle with what used to be precise tools and poured more wine. He laughed at Shiva's remark about telling the lizard to have their body functions work faster. But once Shiva asked him a question it took him a moment to process what she actually said. He squinted for a moment. "Rain I think......yeah a nice cold rain anyways. Jungle rain....is terrible, got a foot fungus last time I did that. Yeah nice cold rain or snow......nice green forest." Shuo was actively aware that it was getting harder to talk but he was fighting with his mind to keep control at this point. He wondered how much he had drank, the details we're becoming fuzzy to him now.

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Shuo finally began to feel the affects of the alcohol on his body as he poured himself another glass. His mind was still sound considering the caffeine he just drank but he could feel it beginning to grip his body. Either fortunately or unfortunately he knew this drunkenness wouldn't last terribly long. Masulu bodies had a funny way about making sure their brain was comparatively rather hydrated. It also didn't help that his implants sped up most of his body's processes as a side affect, which meant that unless he turned them off he would be not drunk very soon. So he decided to compensate and quickly slammed his new glass. He decided best to wait another moment so he didn't feel like he was hogging the drink. He lifted his top finger off the glass that he was holding and pointed at Shiva."Well it wouldn't be a real military if somebody wasn't gambling." Shuo said with a light chuckle. Moving his glass back towards his body he addressed Rareth. "I guess it makes sense that you have a place to live as it sounds like you spend more time off the job than on. I don't really own an apartment or home or whatever else you want to call it. Though I do consider the Conquest my home I suppose. I've probably spent more time there in the past 20 years than I have anywhere else by quite a bit." Shuo paused for a moment. "There are these things called grav sleds on the Conquest. Whenever it parks in orbit of a planet or gas giant the AI's run out a path that will shoot these glorified escape pods around the planet extremely fast on the same plane the Conquest is on and you go so fast you are on the verge of passing out the whole way around the planets gravity well. Ride is generally about an hour and involves some kinetic bleeders to not kill you but it.....is probably most soldiers favorite thing to do while there. Well probably any tourists actually." Shuo then looks at the ceiling."The whole time you can see the planet above you, never gets old." Shuo then looked back down and began to refresh his cup again.

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I'll post today if leon dosent.

The Depths of Deception

I don't believe so, though recruiting is a good idea. Any suggestions?