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Who: Tieria Erde and Hiling Care
What: Attack
Where: 748 Partridge
When: April 24, night
Warnings: violence

Hiling waited until a couple hours after Tieria went to bed before she approached the door to his room. She had come up with a plan and though she hadn't given it much thought, she decided to act on it. She listens for the sound of his breathing and then slowly reaches for the door handle to see if it's unlocked.

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"And if they discover a way to control the nanomachines?" Really, Hiling. He was just trying to get you to think. A lot of damage could be caused if someone could take control of those nanomachines.

"That's impossible." Even if it was, it would be Tieria's problem, not hers.

"We cannot be too careful here." He frowned and checked the leg wound to see if it was still bleeding heavily. "You should really consider long term consequences more often."

I still think the benefits outweigh the risks. [She's not going to change her mind.]

"You are also the one who thought attacking me with a knife in my sleep was a good idea, too," he snapped.

"It worked. That's all that matters." He should be glad she didn't have more fun with it.

He glared at her. "Then, when next someone needs something from you, I hope they do the same." Yeah, he went there. He was pretty pissed, after all.

Eh? She tilted her head. That sounded like a challenge. "Let them. I won't go easy on them like you."

Right. He just glared at her.

"Get out."

"It's not too late to slit your throat."

She licked her blade, grinning at him.

There was now a well-aimed shoe coming for her head.

"Get out!"

"As you wish." She dodged the shoe and laughed as she backed towards the door to leave.

"Sleep well, Tieria Erde."

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