Chel laid the hammer down. She really didn't want to destroy any of the items. They were gifts from Lexx. She could just tell the truth about them if and when they were found. She didn't want to lie and there really was not a reason to lie.
Chel slid her fingers over the surface of the plate and she smiled faintly to herself. She recalled when she had met Damian and Lexx had been upset about Damian giving her that 'personal grooming' device. She wished she had thought to retrieve it before they had left.
"Maybe I can help. I am a good listener." Kip hovered around Chel's head.
"And you'll record everything I tell you," grumbled Chel.
"That -IS- my journal function," stated Kip. He was already going through his logic files and working on the proper things to say.
"A lot of things are happening that I did not want to be a part of," sighed Chel.
"So you think destroying everything related to it will fix the problem?" Kip responded.
"I don't know!" Chel suddenly screamed in frustration, the only sure thing in her mind. She didn't know.
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talantus
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