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Ultimate Fanfiction | Vorhees | 8

 

You were pretty sure you were dead meat.

There you were, dick inside of the most valuable piece of equipment in the war against the Gnosis and had just filled her with enough of your DNA to convict you a thousand times over, and Vector's best engineer was right in the doorway watching as you popped out of a senseless Kos-Mos.
To say Shion was pissed was an understatement. You were going to get hammered and there was nowhere to run since you were in deep space. You tried franticly to think of something as she screamed at you, but the only thing that came to mind was as flimsy as wet paper.
So you said you'd go along quietly and confess everything, how you snuck looks at Kos-mos's plans and found out that Shion and Kevin had made her fully functional and decided to take her for a drive.
That slowed her down for a bit, Shion was ultra secretive about Kos-mos's makeup and fought tooth and nail against any info being released even with the war going on. You hoped that she would want to keep this quiet rather then have people want to start investigating Kos-mos.
And it worked. She looked like she wanted to kill you, but told you to get the hell off the ship and that she'd have Kos-mos snap your neck if you came back. You nodded your head and caught the first shuttle to the Kukai Foundation. Perhaps you could arrange a little visit later with Kos-mos despite Shion's warnings. Or would it be better to cut your losses and try your luck with the two lovely ladies that hung around Jr.'s brother Nigrado? Time to make a choice.

 

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