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wow that was an epic guild malfunction I apologise

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I just read it, it's brilliant. Not only did Cat move so quickly it'd at least make Tony jump, but he slipped behind him and skewed Tony's perfectly arranged lines of tech. It all adds up to a wonderful bout of unconsciousness. A+

I can see it all now, Dog walking in like "aw man... I liked that one", and Chris launching herself at Cat as soon as she finds out.

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I just read it, it's brilliant. Not only did Cat move so quickly it'd at least make Tony jump, but he slipped behind him and skewed Tony's perfectly arranged lines of tech. It all adds up to a wonderful bout of unconsciousness. A+

I can see it all now, Dog walking in like "aw man... I liked that one", and Chris launching herself at Cat as soon as she finds out.

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I just read it. It's brilliant, because Cat messed up his perfect lines of tech at the same time, which would set Tony off too. Adds to the quality of the knock out.

I can see it now. Dog's just gonna walk in like "aw man... I liked that one."

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I just read it. It's brilliant, because Cat messed up his perfect lines of tech at the same time, which would set Tony off too. Adds to the quality of the knock out.

I can see it now. Dog's just gonna walk in like "aw man... I liked that one."

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I just realised Remy/Ash would be "Rash". Kinda feel bad for them.

Nuts & Bolts are endgame.

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not gonna lie it crossed my mind just because I mean their dynamic would be so interesting

You could call them Nuts & Bolts because Cat's crazy and Tony passes out. Then there's that whole technician thing.

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Okay, posted. And who are you shipping?

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Tony

He continued pulling apart the computer monitor, lining up the pieces and silently counting, though his pace slowed somewhat as he considered Cat's question. Tony squinted, mulling it over. How much did he want to tell this man? Did it matter? Cat had plenty of chances to murder him already, and if he wanted to, he could kill Tony in seconds. If he was truly insane, then little or nothing would keep him from doing so. In the end, it didn't matter what Tony told him.

So he went with the truth.

“Because if we don't come together,” he began, forcing his voice to become firm again, “everyone will die.” He placed the latest of the electronics in the line, ensuring it fit perfectly in place before returning his hands to the monitor. He spoke quietly, but clearly. “Nobody can run forever, and even if being together creates more risks, it gives us more opportunities, too.” Though not practised, his tone promised sincerity. He thought about his goals a lot. “We can spend the time we have left barely surviving and die alone, or we can rebuild, and we can build a better world than what it was.”

He only hoped his faith in humanity was enough to pull them through. Tony wasn't stupid or blind to history, but it certainly was a miracle he survived – perhaps a miracle whose name was Christina, but a miracle nonetheless – and that meant he had to be useful somehow, there had to be a reason he was allowed to live when others sacrificed so much. “I know it won't be easy, but there's good in the world, there's something worth saving. Why else would we be trying so hard to survive, if we didn't value our future?” He set the last piece of the monitor down between them, the pieces forming a visual of perfect alignment. He begun to pull wires from the shell of the monitor and the box Cat had given him.

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Chris

Guilt settled in her chest at the look of reservation on Mercy's face, once smiling so purely, and the apology both in words and tone. A part of her honed by Tony's close friendship wanted to explain, find some way of making it better. But a greater part only wished to reverse time and take back what she had said. Rather than do anything at all, Chris opened her mouth to speak, only to shut it again and frown at the ground.

Idiot, she told herself. Her social skills had never been the best. That's why she got along so brilliantly with Tony from the start; he preferred small groups of people and she lacked the skills to integrate herself with many. Chris pondered giving up on socialising entirely. After all, what need was there for it if she planned to leave? She made herself refocus on what Mercy was saying.

As if the woman read her mind, the question of Chris' unannounced decision came up. She scoured herself for the bravado she so proudly brandished prior to the outbreak; she needed the confidence to keep from stammering. “I haven't decided yet,” she lied, voice calm and steady. She didn't want to admit what she planned to do, lest Mercy's smile falter again. Chris looked towards the farmhouse and picked up the pace. She pulled open the front door for the other woman. “What about you? A med student, those kinda smarts... you'll be sought after wherever you go.”

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It better be a thing. I'm reading/writing up Chris' half of my next post. It should be up soon.