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Raiden had drifted closer to the impromptu group after the fight with the maid (-_-), listening mostly. He didn't need to always speak up, not that he was the most talkative after the World Marshall incident anyways. He had traveled the multiverse for a time in his new body, but had eventually went back to the version they had designed for him to fight Sam with. The work he was doing in the multiverse, he couldn't survive without being the best he could be at all times. That had meant taking out the new eye and the more human looking body. Sorry wife and kid.
He figured they were in a Murder Game based on the comments that had been made, but he didn't know exactly what that entailed. Most of his knowledge was second hand memory fragments from Cameron's chip. When they had taken her to Maverick for repair, they had taken her apart piece by piece and put her back together the right way, adding in an improvement here or there. But the chip had been the real kicker. Interfacing with it hadn't really worked that well. Without having another for study Doktor wasn't sure whether it was from damage to the chip, or simple system incompatibility, but either way it was a locked box. Pandora's Box if they had known what was locked inside.
Silently, he pulled the codec up and spoke into it, not making a sound as he communicated. Are we in a Murder Game?
I don't know. I never participated in one. This game is structured like the one I was in, but no one is infected. Cameron responded.
Copy. Raiden out.
Yeah. Raiden wasn't in the most talkative mood. Being so nerfed you couldn't 1x1 a maid would do that to you. "I can answer that. We might be in a Murder Game. Not a hundred percent sure, but my partner has been in something like it."
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Frank cleared his throat. The old man looked between them. "If I may speak... I've been in two, myself. I was... retired, sort of. I met people through these games that made my life a little brighter, so at least something good came out of them. But, anyways, I was helping R..." he glanced at Gilgamesh. "My employer through a Holy Grail War." Again, he nodded at the Servant. "... some extra-dimensional Intruders showed up. We got a warning... a warning that there was going to be a Murder Game." He clasped is hands behind his back, appearing finished now.
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