112 whitney.vito

///C
Vito:
What are they thinking...
Whitney:
What is it? Can I help you?
Vito:
No. I'm just wondering what the hell imperials are doing here.
Whitney:
I have a debt to pay. Lord Orion and [Tact] saved me a while back.
Vito:
Wasting their time helping the enemy... Stupid.
Whitney:
... What is your problem?
Vito:
You! You and every other Deimosian is my problem! If I had it my way, I'd make sure every single one of you were headless.
Whitney:
I didn't do anything to you!
Vito:
The guilty party always tries to act innocent. Whatever, just don't get in my way, unless you feel like getting hacked in two.
Whitney:
Scary, scary...

///B
Whitney:
Why do you hate Deimosians so much?
Vito:
Are you as stupid as you look, woman? You know what happened in Tarka.
Whitney:
...
Vito:
No mercy... You killed all my friends... The ground opened up, and swallowed them all. Those that didn't immediately die were roasted to death. All my buddies looking at me helplessly as they screamed in pain... I will never forgive Deimos.
Whitney:
After that, I don't blame you... I joined this army shortly before Tarka. I didn't like how our leaders were becoming so inhuman...
Vito:
I don't really care what you think. Stay out of my way, or you'll join your countrymen.
Whitney:
...

///A
Vito:
Why did you save me!?
Whitney:
Looks like you needed the help...
Vito:
If you ever pull that garbage again, I'm going to kill you! Understand!?
Whitney:
I may have looked goofy, but I tripped and...
Vito:
I don't care about that. If I'm gonna die, let me! I'd rather get smoked before getting saved my an imperial.
Whitney:
Okay, listen up! That's no way to talk, ever! I face death every damn day because of my luck! But I do whatever I can to avoid it to see another day! It really pisses me off there are guys like you here... Who are just... okay with getting killed!
Vito:
...
Whitney:
Do you think your friends would want you to die like an idiot? You hate me and I don't even want to see that happen!
Vito:
Ah...
Whitney:
...
Vito:
Damn, you have a point, little lady...
Whitney:
Y-Yes! Yes, I do!
Vito:
... What's your name? I just realized I never caught it.
Whitney:
Whitney.
Vito:
Well, I'm Vito. Err...
Whitney:
What?
Vito:
Say, Whitney, are you single?
Whitney:
Are you for real!?
Vito:
Hey, I like a lady who bites back. Even if they're an imperial.
Whitney:
Sigh, some piece of work you are...