[Since he'd been lounging before, he sits up more properly, folding his legs and setting his cup on the ground in front of himself.]
Yeah. [To both of those things, probably.] We don't have any robots that high-tech where I'm from, so I'm not sure how much of that "I only follow orders" stuff to believe. If it's true, though... Mm. Well, it'd explain why that kill really didn't seem like something he would do.
[Because it'd have been someone else's plan, working through him.]
Yeah... Mollymauk was really stumped by that, too. I didn't talk to her very much, but when I asked if she thought anyone might wanna frame her, she said she didn't know 'cus she got into a lot of fights? Or fought a lot? Something like that.
As a choice to frame, she was always a poor one. Though obviously it was successful. . . she's one of the few here who had a friend to vouch for her as unlikely to start indiscriminately killing.
I think maybe it was only opportunistic. Her hand was the right size to cover for what HK-47 must have done, and as Mollymauk said - anyone could have predicted she'd go around damaging it.
[He hums a little, drumming his fingers against his chin as he considers.]
It'd make more sense than someone disliking her enough after just a week to go after her personally, I guess... She may have been loud and kinda punch-happy, but it's not like she came off as the kinda person who'd be out there making enemies, you know?
[But in the end, he barely spoke to her and hardly knows her, so he raises his shoulders a little.]
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Yeah. [To both of those things, probably.] We don't have any robots that high-tech where I'm from, so I'm not sure how much of that "I only follow orders" stuff to believe. If it's true, though... Mm. Well, it'd explain why that kill really didn't seem like something he would do.
[Because it'd have been someone else's plan, working through him.]
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[Beau's demon weed...]
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It'd make more sense than someone disliking her enough after just a week to go after her personally, I guess... She may have been loud and kinda punch-happy, but it's not like she came off as the kinda person who'd be out there making enemies, you know?
[But in the end, he barely spoke to her and hardly knows her, so he raises his shoulders a little.]
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[He looks pensive for a second, fingers tapping the edge of his cup before he sighs.]
I just wanna know what prompted it. If someone was gonna kill, why wait until then? There was probably some kind of trigger, right?