[X-World] Conflagration

[Miranda Weaver]

"In the throat, in the chest, or by head wound?" She said without missing a beat, resting a hand on the hilt of her sword. "Oh, and the one guy who lost an arm."

[Narrator]

"Oh so you are a hypocrite. Gotcha." she says, though she doesn't sound quite as gloating anymore, nervously chewing on her lips.

[Miranda Weaver]

"No, I just may very well be insane," she said. "After all, I am the Daughter of the Morrigan. You're aware of who that is, yes?"

[Narrator]

"Vaguely."

[Miranda Weaver]

"I only kill those who deserve it. I give everyone a chance to improve. To be better. Your colleague forfeited that chance. What about you? Think carefully before you answer."

[Narrator]

"You're giving me the recruitment spiel?" she laughs incredulously. She seems genuinely perplexed by that.

[Miranda Weaver]

"Of course not. You're an asshole. I'm giving you the chance to walk away. Leave London. Never come back. Go somewhere and rethink your life. I don't ever want to see your face around here again. If I do, there will not be another chance."

[Narrator]

"Sure, I'll go out there and get my ass killed for being a chump instead. Still better than having my head exploded by a hypocritical bitch."

[Brigid Plunder]

"You honestly think you're in the position to read anyone here the riot act?"

[Miranda Weaver]

"She's right. I'm not the one who chose to associate with someone who would threaten to burn innocent people alive to get her way," she pointed out. "Brigid, would you see her to the city limits? If she tries to do anything else, use your best judgment."

[Brigid Plunder]

"I think we should just knock her out and see what the swarm wants to do with her."

[Narrator]

"Cause that's completely different because of reasons. But don't worry, you're not gonna see us again."

[Miranda Weaver]

"I'm not worried. We won't see you again."

[Narrator]

"Great. So glad we could work that out. Can I go now?" she says, sounding eager to get the fuck out of dodge and away from them.

[Miranda Weaver]

Miranda nodded. "Get her out of here," she said, looking at Brigid.

[Brigid Plunder]

Brigid hefts Genesis over her shoulder.

"Don't get any ideas," she snarls. "I'm less patient than she is."

[Narrator]

"No promises. Where do you do your shopping to find leather skirts like this anyway?" she says as she stares at Brigid's butt.

[Brigid Plunder]

"We run into any creatures, I'm knocking you out first," she says as she starts to make her way from the area.

[Narrator]

"Mind if I take a nap then?" she asks mischievously. Vertie would know and Miranda could probably tell thanks to her telepathy that Genesis' regular body goes unconscious when she summons her creatures anyway.

[Miranda Weaver]

"If she passes out, she's about to attack you," Miranda calls after them.

[Narrator]

"You're no fun at all!" she shouts back at Miranda. "Seriously though, it would have been funny." she informs Brigid.

[Brigid Plunder]

"It'd be hilarious after I use your body as a shield."

[Narrator]

"You are no fun at all. What do you do to relax? Punch through concrete walls?"

[Brigid Plunder]

"Let's get this straight. We are not friends. We will never be friends. You forfeited any chance of that when you raided a peaceful settlement. The only reason you're still alive is because someone I respect wants it that way, and I'm not sure she'd shed any tears if you had an accident before we got out of town."

[Narrator]

She shrugs awkwardly. "They had something we needed. It's a tough world and it's hard enough to make it without looking out for everybody else. They're the same assholes who would round up us mutants in a camp if they had the chance. Fuck'em."

[Brigid Plunder]

"You don't get to decide that. Your boss doesn't either."

[Narrator]

"In case you hadn't noticed, there's no one left to make any decisions."

[Brigid Plunder]

"Funny, seems like I'm making one right now."

[Narrator]

"Yeah, because you beat me. Or your friend did anyway."

[Brigid Plunder]

"And your boss is next."

[Narrator]

"Sure. And then you'll get out the weed whackers and rebuild London, I take it?"

[Brigid Plunder]

"No business of someone who just wants to see it burn."

[Narrator]

"Hey, Sundancer's the firestarter. I'm a visionary. A dreamer. I just so happen to dream about my continued survival." she chuckles.

[Brigid Plunder]

"And to think we were assuming you were the quiet one."

[Narrator]

"When your own power knocks you out you get your talking in wherever you can." she grins.