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    "It's fine." Mark looks towards the building. "We should figure out what's in there."
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    "It's fine. It was just... Unexpected."
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    Mark stutters for a moment. "Yeah, sure." He walks beside her towards the building. He lowers his voice. "What the hell was that?" He whispers sharply.
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    Mark shoots a glance at Mare, but tries to keep the facade up. "Yeah. Any investiture other than pewter would send me up to a better job than this." The workers seem to believe it, and a few back away, muttering. One checks his watch, curses, and jogs off over to a small, squat building within the worksite. That's odd... "Hey, uh, what's in there?" Mark asks, pointing over to the building. "Storage, I think." Someone answers, and the others are quick to nod along.
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    Mark stifles a snort of laughter and nods. "What, ya think I'm a Shardbearer? Why'd I be working here then?"
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    Mark casually slides to the side, crouching behind a pile of cinder blocks and creeping over to where two workers were speaking. "Yeah, Ven, sure." "I won that game, fair and square, Shar, and you know it. Just because the guy was too drunk to pay me for it doesn't mean I didn't win." "Winning a strategy game when your opponent is drunk ain't much of an accomplishment." "Yeah, but I deserve the money!" Mark stepped up behind him. "Hey, uh, I'm a new worker here. Do ya know where I can find the superior to get my uniform and stuff?" One of the workers turns to him. "Why're they recruiting more folks? We've got a good number already." "I dunno. I just go where they send, me, ya know?" Mark responded. "Aren't you that guy?" Another worker said from behind him. He spun in surprise, although there wasn't much to be worried about. Except his 'cover' being blown. Maybe there was a bit to worry about. "What do you mean by 'that guy'?" "You know, the Shardbearer tribute guy. The one who killed all those dudes on TV?" Is this what I'm remembered for? My near-death seen as entertainment on TV? Mark paused, unsure of what he should do.
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    Maj yelps, and continues climbing. Not to stupid water. Not to stupid water. Bird squawks and tries to attack the water, which, unsurprisingly, does nothing. He hefts himself up onto a branch, arms aching. Maj takes his pack and tosses out the fishing supplies, that would weigh him down. All that's left in the pack is a few of the fruit from earlier and his machete. If that keeps rising, I'm dead.
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    He puts his machete in his pack, hilt (Is it a hilt or a handle?) sticking out so he could grab it faster. Then, he began to climb the tree.
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    He looks for a tree not covered in vines to climb.
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    Maj checks the water to see if he needs to climb a tree. If he does, he searches for a mostly bare one, with *hopefully* less chance of any deathants hiding in it. @Ookla the Mom Friend
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    "Probably not." Mark replies.
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    "Uh..." He paused. "Yeah. Why don't you get the hell out of my way, before HE takes this Blade and rams you through?" Mark snarls, patience worn out. The man yelps softly, hand going to his pocket, where he pulled out a switchblade, holding it while backing away slowly. Once a few paces away, he turned and sprinted away from Mark, and screamed 'Shardbearer!'
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    “Aye, terrible sort. You know, they claim to have started the revolution, but didn’t do anything after the very beginning! Six years, seriously?” Mark growls audibly. “Sometimes, not just the gunfire and combat is important. W- They did other things during those six years, and did more than most other people.” The worker raises his eyebrows. “ So you’re one of them, eh? The Shardbearer? Well ain’t that interesting….”
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    Mark summons his Blade, eyes lightening. ”I rather suggest you invite me in.” The worker paused. “Uh… Brightlord, this is a private setting. I think that you aren’t welcome here.” ”I am searching for a specific worker of yours. One who has committed a crime, and a crime that will not go without retribution.” Mark says, sweeping his Blade in front of him. ”Ain’t none of us criminals, Brightlord.” The worker says indignantly. “No, you’d do better to search the homes of those Steeles,” He says in disdain. “Terrible lot, the whole of them!”
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    He grunts and turns back around, walking towards the construction site.
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    He stares back at her, barely blinking. “Get out of here, whoever you are. We’ve got important work to be done here.”
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    “I’m Deven. Deven Dawson.”
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    "Inflation? Aye, it's what's damned me family if I can't keep this job. And it's happening, right now, so it is." "I'm going to be honest with all of you, I'm not one for playing the economy or politics. I know the simple things, and a few things that some others don't, but I am not the kind of person you are looking for. But... I might have another idea. If I can get more of the police on our side... Maybe find whoever has access to the Auton..." SIMON seems to think that the idioms he used don't have any counterparts in Nick's language, so it was simply directly translated, and was something so odd that the AI couldn't figure it out. That, or something messed with SIMON's system. (Somehow.)
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    "Alright...." The guard tilts his head. "That first plan will at least get the general people on your side, probably. But... Well, Teleportations has a lot of money, and the leader's tongue is painted silver. He'll weave lies, shatter ropes, and wreck the metal." Clearly this world's idioms did not translate.
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    The officer stares at him with wide eyes. “That… Maybe…” “AAH!” The officer seems to be a jumpy one. “You are one of them!” “Stop that!” He sighs. “Damn. If this is true…Fine. I’ll help you. I’ll probably lose my damn job, but whatever. How do you intend to stop them?” The officer raises his blade. “I pledge you my sword.” He pauses. “ That’s what you medieval types do, right?”
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    Maj shouts to Murr intelligibly and sprints towards higher ground, regardless of the fact that other tributes would be moving that way, as well as any animals on the island. "When the Nightmaws come, we're all doomed." Maj murmurs.
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    She can quickly spot many people who would probably fit the description, tall, powerful workers with unkempt beards running supplies across the site, and some digging further down into the earth. “Eh! Who are ye?” One of the workers shouts at Mark and Marewill.
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