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Message: <blockquote data-quote="muggie2" data-source="post: 5737975" data-attributes="member: 6681636">Trix smiled back."Well, she said she trusted you, which was all that mattered to me."[CLICK]The smile disappears."Kincaid didn't have a choice about bringing someone in. She had a choice about who. I've worked with her before, and she knows my abilities. She thought I would be the right person for the situation."She looks at Kestrel, head cocked slightly to the side, appraisingly."Saw the after-action footage from the train. Read the reports. Problem. Thirty pilgrims just happen to all be cultists on a train-long rampage of death? You stopped them. That makes you survivors. It also makes you potential targets for the cult. Since the group is together down here, when there is no reason for you to have any connection with each other by the statements you gave in the debriefing, that indicates that there is more to the situation."Trix focuses on Kes."Those thirty were a throwaway weapon. There will be more. My specialty is cults. Identifying, analyzing, and, with appropriate backup, neutralizing. You don't know cults. I do. You are not cleared for information on cults, cultists, and similar topics. I am. On the other hand, you are survivors. I'm not. I tend not to interpret people well. You do. Together we can achieve mutual goals that may be impossible separately."[CLICK]Trix smiles again. It's as if the smile had never vanished in the first place.She pulls her juggling balls out of her bag, and tries, once again, to juggle them. She makes a good attempt, but ultimately fails. She picks them up.She tosses one to Kes."I'm also pretty good at opening doors and making improvised escape routes.Keep it if you like. I've got enough [cough] 'clay' to make LOTS of them!"She grins, and puts the other balls back in her bag. "Just, um, like, if you do keep it, try not to get it hit by, say, bolters, melters, or HE rounds. Or big jolts of electricity. And maybe lasers. Just in case, okay?"She looks at the stick that had, until recently, held some unidentified meat."I wonder what that meat was. Then again, perhaps it's better if I don't know.  It did its job. I was hungry, now I'm not. What it was doesn't matter."She looks back at Kes, with a smile."You are all here for a reason. I don't know exactly what that reason is. It doesn't matter. You're on the right side. Kincaid vouched for you. So I'm here to help."</blockquote>

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