Ryker looks up, seeing a.... Flying naked woman?! He quickly looks away.
"Oh my God.. Uh... Miss you do know you don't have clothes on right?"
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She's not flying, dude. Calm down. In fact, she is currently hiding behind a corner. I suppose the illusion of flight was imaginable, since only her head poked from the corner. "Um... no. No clothes. Just a towel. Would you happen to have any water on you?"
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"Water? Yeah, I do." Ryker says, a compartment opens in his suit, a silver cylinder of water being pushed out of the crevice. He takes it, and holds it out. "Here, on the house."
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"Erm... I'm going to need more than that. Like a bucketful at least." She pointed out her soaped black hair. "For my shampoo."
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"Oooh..." Ryker says. He nods and puts the cylinder back. Quickly he goes to a pool of demon blood, a syringe comes out of the wrist of his suit. He stuck it into the blood and begins sucking it up. He then grabs a very large, old weathered helmet and begins putting clear water into it, that seemed to be coming from the demon blood?! After the puddle is gone he holds it up. "There... Yeah I know it's a little gross it's a survival feature of the suit, water filtering and transformation."
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"Ew! I am [i]not[/i] putting that gross stuff in my hair of all places!" She repelled the sullied water. "What was in that bottle of water, your piss? Eugh."
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"No, pure H2O just like this in this... Old... Rusty... Blood covered helm- Ok that's gross I'm sorry." He says as he drops it, wiping his hand on his suit. "Uh.. I mean I've got the cylinder but like you said it's not enough..."
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"Well, can you refill it?"