"Figures." Iazyer shifted a bit. "Are 'ey worse 'an a stranger offering you a place at 'eir guest room?" Steirdrar wished Iazyer had their helmet off so he could see their expression. "Depends on the stranger and location."
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FFM 2026 17: Crash down
The urge to just run away did not lose its hold on him when he made it to the clearing he had found earlier. If anything, it gripped his chest harder. He wanted to just keep walking and walking and walking away until no one would bother pursuing him anymore, just get away from it all.
FFM 2026 16: A Cultist
The smell of Fateguiders, of a sweet fruit she later learned was called 'banana', of Hioth-Shu, of Ink'Horn, it followed Zerela as she fled, her apology probably a garbled combination of many languages rather than anything intelligible, until it no longer did.
FFM 2026 15: Comeuppance: Delivered
Cou-2 kept things professional when they made it to the apartment C'zlu's family lived in. They were getting looks from the civilians — courier Mechs were rare in the civilian parts of the base, Infini'tech Labs Mechs much less so — but they ignored it. They had a job to do.
FFM 2026 13: Hungover
Damp'n'FurryII: It's all right, no harm done. How are you feeling? Hungover, I imagine? The messaging system informed him that Beyari had turned a speech-to-text system on and was responding.
FFM 2026 12: Back Away
Before he would do that, however, he had to get backing out of QWERTY's project over with, before QWERTY would come to him to ask if he has time to work on it again. The perfect opportunity came when Beyari was out meeting with the saboteur crew whose work helped make her and QWERTY's previous mission a success; QWERTY was having aers rest period and not recharging.
FFM 2026 10: Escapism
Maybe he could retire in the rainforests (or non-rain forests) on this planet. Just live off the land like his very distant ancestors. He might be able to make primitive farming equipment for himself, maybe even loot a solar panel and useful electronics to charge with it from something permanently lost among the trees.
FFM 2026 9: Armorsmiths Meet
Beyari kept her eyes out for a violet Tatarian aster as she mingled in the colorful crowd. The prospect of a face-to-face meeting with an armorsmith she had looked up to and messaged with for most of her armorsmithing career was getting more and more daunting the longer she was at the conference and not just because soon said armorsmith could see her work with their own eyes and judge her still limited skills. Or, well, she likely would not actually judge it since she knew that she was still fairly fresh out of her apprenticeship, but it was still daunting.
FFM 2026 8: The Utility Belt
A part of Steirdrar was fairly certain this was a bad idea. Some other part was instantly nostalgic the moment he saw the midnight blue utility belt on the workspace table. The size and design were different, made for a Kolton as it was, but aside from that it was intimately familiar.
FFM 2026 6: Mafkani’ormzyelfenaa
Steirdrar focused on only two things: the humid air going in and out of his lungs and the lukewarm mug in his hands. That is, until that specific type of snickers started in the background. That was when he opened his eyes and turned his head enough to see the entrance. When he recognized the Eskel-Zai approaching his desk, he set his mug down and turned to face her, taking stock of the vertical scratches on her armor.
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