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[forwearemany]

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[forwearemany]

Affirmative.

Our weapon does not regain ammunition over time. However, it has lost modifications that increased its power.

(...They don't need a Widow at full power.)

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opportunities to use it?

[They can at least recall their favoring of weapons. That is one thing that can make this visit more bearable, rather than the embarassing, mortifying, regret-soaked endeavor it has been thus far.]

[forwearemany]

Limited.

(They chatter.)

You expressed a wish to see it in use.

(Perhaps, given that even when they do use it it rarely does much, they should go ahead and show them.)

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would not request waste of ammunition

[They know too well the sensation of missing a vital shot because it was squandered at an earlier opportunity. Given the intensity of things here, and how likely it will be that this weapon must be used, they've no intention of changing this mindset now.]

[forwearemany]

You are not. We are offering.

(They know it would make their friend happy.)

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[The Drifter glances away. They don't often waste time on movement that does not have a purpose, but their hesitance, their resourcefulness weighed against a clear kindness, is nonetheless transparent.]

if that is your wish

[And in the end, they cannot even make it about themself.]

[forwearemany]

(And they hesitate in turn. Does the Drifter not wish to do this, or are they merely concerned about consumption of resources? Will this simply cause them more guilt?

...Uncertain.

They will proceed.)

Suggest relocating to unpopulated area for demonstration.

(No structures that could be destroyed, no people that could be hit.)

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requisite location unknown

[Short of Cahypdo, which the Drifter has no urge to return to. Ever, if possible.]

[forwearemany]

There are less frequented areas on Enso.

(There's always hanging around near an area where people are unlikely to be and making sure all shots are pointed in that direction.)

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where

[The Drifter is accustomed to being alone - even if it means more or less tunneling all other surroundings out until they're alone in theory, even if they're not in practice.]

[forwearemany]

(Geth, on the other hand, are creatures that, when truly alone, experience what is essentially a form of death.)

Areas away from mana pools, gathering places, resources.

Perhaps a barren area of the coast: shots that miss targets and go towards the ocean are unlikely to encounter other beings.

(They'll just travel until they lose momentum, and then fall into the ocean, where they won't be any more disruptive or damaging than a grain of sand, since that's about the size of the bullets.)

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not the jormun?

[The Drifter hasn't spoken to the Jormun at any significant length, but they do value their status as allies, regardless, the same way they value anyone else's status as an ally. It's unknown to them if this would legitimately disturb them.]

[forwearemany]

They do not typically reside beneath the waves?

(Legion was fairly sure that they did.)

Alternate suggestions: locations which are avoided due to unpleasant conditions. We also possess non weapons technology you may be interested in a demonstration of, though it serves no practical use.

[hyperlit]

[The Drifter has an idea, albeit a vague one. It's not likely to be of much use, but last they checked, there were quite a few pests that needed clearing out.]

tried shooting the fustercluck?

[forwearemany]

We have shot at them.

(Just the once when they were disturbed and moving.

It didn't seem to do much, but it's kind of hard to tell.)

We are willing to make another attempt.

(It's an acceptable target, if a potentially dangerous one. After all, they don't know if fusterclucks are capable of being pissed off, but if they are, this seems like it would induce such a state.)

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[Probably inadvisable, given everything. But the Drifter is capable of running once more, having made use of their latest acquisition of healing packs to straighten their twisted, broken limb, and thus restore themself to relative health. The closest to real health that they're ever liable to get.]

more constructive

[Fighting something impossible is a familiar challenge, and a more welcome one.]

[forwearemany]

(The Drifter is, yes, but while Legion is capable of running, they're not nearly so fast.)

Affirmative.

(They turn, cross the room, and grab their gun.)

[hyperlit]

[This feels more useful. Something, at least, to do with their pent-up energy and lingering uncertainty. It is better than conversations that they are abjectly terrible at, words they cannot articulate, apologies that do not entirely feel earned.]

[Rise, and make for the door.]

[Time to track down a fustercluck.]

[forwearemany]

(They doubt this will be effective, but they are with an ally and said ally appears to be, at the very least, less uncomfortable.

Thus, a fustercluck hunting they will go.)