Dark Angelverse: On the Hunt

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Laka blinked as she and her father suddenly appeared in the busy streets of Washington. Laka blinked, then tugged at her strange, Earth-like clothes. She'd chosen baggy leggings and a short sleeved shirt that almost reached her knees, which were ideal for hiding her blaster and vibroblade. On her wrist she wore a sheild, but it had cloth wrapped over it.

Dressed in jeans and a trenchcoat her father stood by her side, looking out through her visors and frowning. He didn't like it, being alone with Laka in a strange enviornment with only an escape through a nexus portal to rely on. And he didn't even know where to look for the boy who's brother had been mindwiped into forgetting him. He sighed, then looked around. They'd just asked to be sent to Earnest, but he was nowhere in sight.

"Stay on your guard," he muttered to Laka, who nodded once, sharp eyes glancing through the crowds.

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"Nice," he frowned. Then he sighed. "So. What are we supposed to help with?"

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"Don't know...." He let both spam and robot fall to the counter and rested his elbows on it, holding his head.

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Laka was at his side instantly, pulling him to her.

"Take it easy, kid. Deep breaths."