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Outlier, Ember, The Girl: Beryl Beach

The Girl gives you both a cool look, folding her arms more fully about herself. Almost defensive. "I know you weren't working with that monster. Doesn't change matters, I don't want to be involved in your street fight. I'm not a bone to fight over. That includes talking about it. What she wants, what her friends want, has nothing to do with me. Not when the city's saftey is at stake. So what can you give me to get me involved? How much is destroying Garuda worth to you?"

She glances around at the last sentence, not a gesture of power to be sure. "We shouldn't be talking about this here anyway. What will you give me to take it somewhere else, before we even get into what it is you actually want. I'd just as soon rather never see either of you two again or the lunatics you're fighting."