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Yandela yelps, instinctually throwing out a cushioning spell to soften the woman's landing. Her magic crackles angrily over her skin.

Above the planet, in the calm emptiness of space Edward sat on top of the black box with a notebook in hand taking notes of every little detail regarding the planet.
It's gravitational pull, astronomical position and terrain structure.
Strange things were place,
What exactly was Mitsuki up to?

"GODDAMMIT MITSUKI!!! WHEN I GET YOU-" The girl angrily looks up, to see she is surrounded by a small group of people. This confused her even more, she wouldn't be surprised if the Doctor from Doctor Who appeared... (Ha)

"Um. Hello," Yandela shoots a glance at Mitsuki, who appears to be out, before returning her gaze to the newcomer. "Are you... Rae?"

The Mage takes a quick once over at the woman. Red and white... Lotsa stripes... Looks like a candy cane...

Oh dear, not another freak to add to the bunch. This reminded Scolopendra of a very old television show he would watch with his family and laugh it...It had something to do with dysfunctional families. No surprise why he found it funny, considering how crude his humor is. Hell, Scolopendra enjoyed anything made by that Seth dude, like Family Girl, The Simpletons, and American Lad. Was that the names? Scolopendra remembered a lot but he couldn’t seem to place his finger on the proper name.

“Hmm...The Gravy Bunch? No, I don’t think that’s right.

"Rachel." The woman corrected her, before scanning her surroundings. That's when she noticed Mitsuki. Rage boiled in her eyes, seemingly blood thirsty. But she wore a calm, warm smile. The boy was unconscious.

And that just mean her plan would go more smoothly than at first thought. If only these strange people could just leave..!

The insatiable thirst for violence in her eye did not escape Scolopendra.

“Easy tiger, we don’t need to spill any blood. What has this bozo done to hurt you? He’s just sleeping innocently, or maybe possibly dreaming up of different ways to ruin our lives.” (LIKE BREAKING THE FOUUUUUURTH WAALLLLLLL)

He did not feel comfortable around her, but perhaps he could find a way to exploit her hatred(?) for the manchild for his own personal gain.

"How would you feel if you had to serve that Bastard for all of eternity?" Rachel speaks calmly now, watching Scolo, "hey, what's your name? The feeling I get about you is strange... No, I don't mean it like that..."

He thought for a moment and decided to give her the same treatment as the others.

"If I had to serve that (WALLBREAKING) idiot..."

He unconsciously flinched from thinking of what might happen.

"The name's Patchy. Or so I've been dubbed by $l33p!ng B34uty over here. And as for the strange part that you mentioned, I'll forget I heard that. But I get that a lot, along with being called a creep, schemer, liar, and traitor. All part of the job, you know."

"Oh really? Coincidentally, same goes for me. Honestly, can't seem to figure out why the Hell everyone says that. Just because I know a few things that others don't, apparently I'm a liar and traitor." Rachel shrugs, looking over at the others. A mage and a boy with a blade... And wait, is that a..?! She points to Diana, unable to keep in her excitement. "Which one of you guys made that thing!?! Goddammit... These things are everywhere back home!!"

"That was Edward," Yandela speaks up softy, having watched the exchange quietly until then. She sends a glare at Diana. "He's... Uh. Quite the character."

She rubs her hands together, uncomfortable with the way her magic keeps sparking away from itself when she tries to close her hands. She would compare it to same charge magnets if she knew what those were, but she doesn't, so she didn't.

((YOU NEVER HAD A SAY IN THIS YANDE.RE)

Scolopendra was beginning to like her more and more.

"Say, you see a guy that is about to die, but there is a chance for you to save him, although it's 50/50. What would you do?"

"Aha... Ed, 'ey..? Hm? Oh, well, depends. What's in it for me?" The girl speaks, observing the A.I.

"Nothing except the sheer fact that you've saved someone."

On second thought, perhaps he wouldn't be liking her as much as he thought he might be.

"Well, depends again. Who are they? Like, I am a doctor... So maybe I will. But maybe I won't. There's a fifty-fifty chance, yeah? So most likely I will. If they hurt my family in any way, however... That's a different story. Unless there's something in it for me, then I will save 'em. So it depends, dear Patchy, it depends..."

"An ordinary person with little to no value to the society except that they simply exist," Yandela cuts in. "But they also seen negatively affecting society either. What do you do?"

"...Mmhmm."

He backed off. Seems like she doesn't really have any firm moral stance. She'll just be another person to use to him.

"...Hm. Depends. Probably will, I chose my job for a reason, right? What would I be if I didn't? But... At the same time... Look, why are we even talking about this? What point is there?... Patchy? What knowledge are you hoping to obtain by this?"

Yandela sat back, allowing the conversation to drift on without her. A headache was forming between her eyes, a sure sign of magic sickness. Too much in the last few days, she supposed. She rubbed her head, trying to relieve some of the pain.

Rachel looks over at the mage, slightly concerned. "Hey, are you okay?" She almost went over and checked, but was hesitant. What happened if she could sense what she was? What she knew? No, that wouldn't be possible.