Shadow the Hedgehog

"That can be arranged, 'dearest sister'," thought Hope in a mock sinister tone.

"No, it's just the hanging out doing it to you."

"I guess I'm rubbing off on you. Mwahaha. In all seriousness I'll buy you some books."

(OOC No worries, it's fine). "Evidently, I do. Now hold out your hand for the chip, or would you prefer being cuffed to me for the day?" ---- "Only if it interests you."

"It's not like swords were never used or uncommon, it's that polearms were more common at different points in history. It goes back and forth.:

"I'm merely stating the fact you come ftom a technologically inferior Zone. And Ijust did you Mark." ----- "Because of pop culture myths and romanticisation."

"I told you, it tracks you. It really isn't complicated. I'd explain the mechanisms but your people most likely lacked such technology." ----- "Whatever you say. Don't complain when the fast guy with a spear keeps poking you," joked Hope.

"Hold out your hand Sarah." ---- "Not really. It's still a one handed short sword," teased Hope. "Then again, I do listen to Shadow mock Mobian swords for being oversized tooth picks. If you go by a long blade being a normal adult's leg's length, he has a good point," thought Hope.

Zamy shrugged. ----- "It's kinda big for you. And this is just a short sword."

Zamy activated the device and inserted the chip. "This'll hurt."

"I can't imagine you swinging one of those around."

"For the time at least."

"Yeah. The gladius isn't exactly elegant looking though."

"Hold out your hand then." Zamy got the applicator ready. ---- Hope continued through the exhibit.

"Whether you like it or not you're getting tracked Sarah. Thank you Mark, that makes my job a lot easier."

"You're here under supervision. This let's us ensure you don't run off and try to stay here."

Zamy heard Anna and headed towards her. "I need to put a tracking chip into you new arrivals." ----- "Yeah. Made things interesting for them."

"I'd still rather not. These ancient religions practically had a deity for everything."

"Not all the money in the world could get me to talk about them day after day."

"I don't think I could do that. It'd be too much work."

"I hope not. I don't want to look at them."

"Mostly just crazy."

Zamy pondered where to go next. ---- "I know. They're crazy but practical, sometimes."

Zamy looked in the lab and headed out when she didn't see anyone there. ----- "Not if they were armoured eniugh, and the legs might be better uphill than tank tracks. Though I see your point."

"I'll try the lab first," said Zamy as she headed off. ---- "Hehe yeah. Maybe I should build a robotic one, or 10."