Of Mavericks and Hunters. -OPEN AND ACCEPTING-

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"And how do you know it's going to the same? Did you not learn from your mistakes last time?"  

[Zahzi]

"And how do you know your group is all good?" Tango asked her.
"My actions were brought upon a debt one could never repay. I don't want to go through it again."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Well unless you're too stupid to step back or put your foot down, you won't. You'll be helping more people than you are alone."  

[Zahzi]

"I had no choice." Tango told Edge, walking towards the door.
"They held something dear to me. Something they never gave back."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"And just what is that something..?" Edge asked curiously as she got down from the table and followed.  

[Zahzi]

Tango looked back at her. Silent.
"Something you need not know."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Was it the box from yesterday? If not, I will retrieve it. Simply as a gift, a kind gesture."  

[Zahzi]

"No. The box was not it. What is was, was something now lost forever."
Tango told her, walking forward.
"Now leave me be. You've stirred old memories I wanted to remain still."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"How do you know for certain it was lost forever..?"  

[Zahzi]

"I know it was." Tango growled, ramming his fist into the wall of the factory, causing a dent.
"Just leave me alone..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Edge simply grunted, letting the topic go for now. Surely it couldn't have perished.. But it was expected he'd be hopeless.

"Fine." She grumbled as she exited the room, deciding it was a good time to break for both them anyway. He was getting on her own nerves, with his damn circles and no good reason stubbornness.  

[Zahzi]

Tango sat down in a chair, staring at a blank wall in silence.
If she only knew... he thought.
No...It would be seen as lunacy. he thought once more.
At least then she'd have no choice but to cut me down.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

As Edge left Tango to himself for a while, she stepped completely out of the factory, wanting to take in some of the fresh air and enjoy the space. Inside was far too cramped for her liking.

"Stubborn brat..." She growled, rolling her eyes.
"Giving him a chance to live and all he can is whine, complain, and talk about what terrible people we are for trying to help him. ******** jackass.."

Elsewhere, Ginger giggled to himself as he watched Edge through the eye of one his pet's. It was amusing, how she complained about Tango all the while describing herself, from what he had seen or heard through rumors. She was such an odd child...

"Armor less too, the idiot..." He mused, pondering if he should take the gift while it was being presented..  

[Zahzi]

Tango's helmet was removed while he was secluded away from prying eyes. The scarred appearance of the face being reflected in the mirror showed many things. Experience, a hint of age, Constant calculation, and a sense of a melancholy atmosphere. The face seemed almost...Human.
"Some people can never learn to leave well enough alone..." he said aloud, the helmet being put back on.

After a few moments, the feed Ginger was receiving from his pet was gone entirely, leaving only static. The Field's delay to cease the camera was only temporary.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Typical..." Ginger grumbled.

"Right when I finally get in the thick of things, Tango's gotta ******** end it... p***k."