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The Cremator responded with the national one-handed salute. "A mercenary, by definition, is someone who fights for money, or personal gain. I give zero shits about personal gain. I just want to destroy the menace that threatens humanity, you know?" His cold glare grew sarcastic. "I'm about ready to go." The man glanced up the stairs, before nodding to Thalia and Edmee. He wouldn't force them to come along, but they would help quite a bit. He began his ascension.

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"If this idiot doesn't stop laughing..." The Cremator sighed, rubbing his forehead and giving Thalia a nod of acknowledgement. They wouldn't go in guns, or gun, blazing. They would ask, rather bluntly, what they were doing, and then they would kill. Even though the damn aliens just ate a living female. That allowed instant termination in his book.

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"You're really fucking obnoxious, you know that?" The Cremator asked Physicist, giving the annoying child a disgusted glance before his gaze turned towards the female with the pink hair. Her plan was acceptable. Split up and catch them - with force, hopefully. "I'd like to accompany her." Cremator stood, dusting off his pants before walking stoically by the logical female's side.

"And no, no one has any damn binoculars. Go to the lobby and get some."

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"..." The Cremator's scowl only deepened. Completely ignoring The Dentist, the man stood up and took off the safety. "Did they seem too strong? If they are eating humans, than we'll need to take care of it. You ask for a plan? I have one. Cremate them." The irony of his statement passed completely by his head.

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The Cremator finally scoffed, standing straight and fixing the Physicist with a glare. "Don't be a coward. You're going to run away and hide yourself inside of your booth? Why even wake up if you're going to rot away after?" He gave the man a dispassionate, disdainful glare before standing straight and unholstering the pistol.

"Where's the threat now?"

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The Cremator gave a subtle glance around, before sighing and holstering his weapon. Obviously, they had gone and got themselves into some sort of alien-like trouble, and it was starting to just settle in. He leaned back against the wall, resting his hand on his gun and glancing around once more. He was starting to feel paranoid.

"Can we destroy them some how?" Cremator asked quietly, his sharp gaze drifting towards the civilians in the room. Why were they still here?

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I'll be sure to read-up on inter-galactic beasts. I wasn't aware that they all had bullet-negating armor on their bodies.

Thanks for the information, pal. Really helpful. Honestly.

Not being sarcastic.

Honestly.

Seriously though, gonna go study the Necronomicon right now.

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The Cremator has different views. Pretty realistic views, actually. Buy gun. Shoot alien or criminal who threaten you. He doesn't follow the Doctor to the D (huehe). But, if it becomes a problem, I can make it disappear.

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Oh...sorry, I didn't watch much of the show or whatever. Are Time Lords unable to use firearms? I mean, buying a weapon and a permit when you're on earth seems very smart, considering self-defense is very important.

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"Having fun?"

With a sigh, The Cremator slowly walked from the shadows, his left hand resting calmly inside of one pocket, and his right hand gripping the handle of a rather dangerous looking pistol. He glanced around with half-lidded amber eyes, before looking over at the Physicist and narrowing his eyes.

"What are you people doing?"