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[You're back in the garage that started this whole mess. Iria isn't with you, but she did say she was going last. After a moment, Zeiram's fleshy "hat," still encased in a polygonal box, shows up on the platform, too.]

Could I trouble you to move Zeiram off the platform? The containment field is stable enough to touch.

[You may recognize the voice as the one that came from Iria's wrist earlier. Apparently, "Bob" is a computer program. His voice is coming from one of the monitors.]

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[Regardless if anyone moves to acquiesce to Bob's (rather polite) request, the fleshy "hat", the remains of Zeiram, suddenly springs to life. The containment field is stable, alright, but apparently the "hat" can fly... and it's doing so, even though it's contained.

Scream in horror, reaction.gif, run and hide, try to shoot it? What do you do?]

[Six wasn't the type to scream in horror, and she really didn't want to shoot if if the field could be ruined by it. So for the moment, she just waits.

[After flying around the room and crashing into the wall, the containment field shuts down and the saucer-shaped bit of Zeiram abruptly splits open. Fleshy membranes bubble as another monster emerges from it, like a moth bursting from a cocoon. Its body is a mosaic of different creatures; insectoid legs twitch at its back, vestigial limbs flop at its sides; its structure is unlike any creature imaginable, half-formed in countless simultaneous iterations as it drags the fleshy saucer behind it, attached by bloody cartilage.

And still, the white face shrieks, attached by a tentacle as it whips around in a violent attack.

How many times do you have to kill it?

(Protip: The white mask is its weakness, if you weren't paying attention. Aim there and finish Zeiram off! Feel free to NPC your fights with Zeiram's final form; it'll be throwing its tentacled back and forth to hit people and trying to bite whoever it can.) ]

[Not up to the task of fighting off Zeiram? Too bad at fighting, too feaked out, or too concerned about Iria?

Over on the monitor, Bob is rotating frantically.]

The Zone is closing and something's wrong with the power! Look for loose wires -- anything! If I can't get Iria back in time, she'll die.

[Too concerned about Iria? CHECK. She's got this Bob, she's leaping out of the path of Zeiram's weird new form and landing in a controlled roll just by the... power thing? She doesn't even know, her answer is to hit things until the work again, but Bob says loose wires so she'll try to find some.

With little regard for being electrocuted, she grabs for whatever she can see, twisting and bending, trying to shove things where they look like they might go. Something has to work, right?]

Hurry! Look where Zeiram landed, maybe he knocked something loose.

[Well, when it doesn't rain it pours. Maladict jumps out of the way of one of those tentacles, looking around for something, anything she can use as a weapon]

[Maladict isn't the only one avoiding the tentacles and getting ready to fight. Though she's fortunate enough to have a gun. The only thing is, she knows she is running low on ammo. She's holding on to make it count... But damn, that tentacle almost got Six in the arm.] Careful. Whatever we do, we need to make it count.

Couldn't agree more. [Lucky you, with your gun, she's a touch envious about it]

[Six was lucky she kept it on her all the time. She's dodging again, grateful that she's got Spartan endurance. But she knows if she get cocky, that thing its going to nail her.] I don't have much ammunition...

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I don't have any. I'm just going for the trusty fists and hoping for the best.

[Six nods.] Fair enough. Just watch the tentacles. We need to get through this alive.

And I need a good shot at the thing's face... [And she wasn't quite quick enough to dodge there, getting nailing in the arm, a chunk taken out. She cries out, but she's not letting it stop her.]

Okay, I'll see what I can do. [And she'll charge ahead, in the hope of distacting it long enough for Six to get a shot in]

Try not to die.

I'm not going to. Spartans never die.

[Waiting for a good shot to become available, but that injury did sting. It'll leave a nice mark. She's dodging now to prevent a repeat wound.]

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[Zeiram is dead. (Probably.) What do you do?]

[Iria is here, assuming you saved her before the Zone closed. She looks a lot less stressed than before, and may actually be… smiling. Amazing.

Bob is on the screen as well (of course -- where's he going to go?), spinning leisurely. You can speak to either of them if you wish.]

[Hey. Hey lady. Hey. This was a very dangerous thing that we were exposed to and we demand answers.

Except Souji is a polite guy so he has to phrase that differently. Also he has to be nice first, she did feed him (sorta), after all.]

Is that thing safe to... do whatever you're going to do with it?

["Lady"........

Anyway, Iria looks over at the pile of flesh that once was Zeiram, and shrugs.]

He's dead. I don't think a corpse can do much harm. I'm not going to be paid nearly as well as I would if I captured him alive, but there didn't seem to be any alternative.

[Yes. Iria is Lady.

And yeah, that thing looks dead, but it's looked dead before, man. You can't trust mutant alien hat monsters.]

Paid. You're a... bounty hunter?

[Or exterminator, he's really not clear on the right terminology here.]

Who's paying you?

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[You really can't trust them at all, no...

She nods at the first question; bounty hunter is the correct term. At the second, though...]

My employer.

[Oh, how mysterious. And typical, yeah, very typical, there's no surprise at that response so much as there is resignation.]

You don't want to tell me who they are, or you can't?

It's good to see that this is over...

It looks like I was right to doubt his supposed "indestructibility" after all.

[Just... very hard to kill, apparently.]

I'm just glad all of you made it out alright.

Nothing is truly indestructible.

And I'm glad too. These people have friends back where we came from who wouldn't be happy if they hadn't come bake.

'These people'? Not you?

[Thinking it over carefully] I do too. But mine would understand it happening.

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