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Around the same time Waya entered the entrance hall, Penelope came running down the steps. "Waya!" she called.

"What happened?" Waya asked, looking almost as worried as Penelope. "What's wrong?"

"George has lost it! He was trying to keep me hostage in my bedroom!" Penelope said loudly, "He's defective!"

"Hostage!? What?" Waya looked confused. "No, I... I'll talk to hi-" Waya paused. Georges index finger was hooked on Penelope's belt. "What happened?" She took Pen by the hand and sat her down on the steps. "Tell me what happened."

"Ah!" Penelope flicked his finger off of her belt and was a bit too flustered to sit down, "We went through the gate and he said to Eliza he needed to talk to me. Then out of bloody nowhere, he picks me up like a caveman and takes me too my room. He then proceeds to tell me that I am a danger and a burden to my teammates and that he refuses to let me join you lot on another mission! Well bollocks to that and when I tried to leave my room, he barricaded it with my couch and his fat ass. I warned him to move too many times and even when I attempted to escape out the window, he picked me up again. He wouldn't let me leave! He wasn't hearing to reason nor would he let me talk to you so I cut off his arm that held my belt. As I ran for the door, he grabbed his detached elbow and was pulling me back in like some sort of psycho!" Penelope looked up the stairs, "I cut off his fingers and he didn't follow after me yet." 

Waya hung on every word and when she finished, she stood. "Rhydian is still downstairs with the others. If your still worried go down and stay with them. I'll go talk to George." There was a menacing tone in her voice that said she'd Handel this. Even if it meant disabeling George.

"No way- I'll go with. I want to see that shit squirm. Besides, I want to hear what you have to say about his little banter." Penelope said.

"No, Penelope." Waya told her. "I didn't call you down in front of everyone earlier and I won't do the same to him. Go downstairs or stay here, but you're not coming up."

"Guh!" Penelope grumbled and threw her hands up, "Well you better sort that rapist bastard out, then! I'll chop his head off next time he tries anything like that with me again!"

"Stop that!" Waya hissed. "I didn't tell you that so you could spread it around or use it against him. I was trying to fucking connect to you on some level, not give you an excuse to demolish him. I'll take care of it but THAT is not a part of this."

"I'm sorry, okay?! But he really freaked me out up here!" Penelope said back.

"I know, I felt it." Waya told her. "I didn't mean to but you were kinda hard not to notice. I'll take care of it and Rhydian will take care of you. Just... he doesn't know about... George... I don't want him to. Ok?"

"I won't say anything. Just- are you sure you want to be up there alone with him?" Penelope asked, her demeanor more calm now.

"I'll be fine." Waya told her. "One wrong move and his sensors will be adjusting to pitch black for the rest of time." She marched upstairs, forgetting George's most formidable weapon against anyone. His power dampening amplifier.

Penelope watched Waya leave and sighed with relief. Only now did she realize how much George truly had scared her before. Had she... overreacted? She answered this question back and forth to herself for a while, considering that maybe she was being paranoid. Even so, she couldn't help how she felt just before. He scared her and her instinct was to protect herself and leave at the time. Perhaps Mojo's world had fucked her up afterall, leaving a dark scar on how she reacted with people. She headed down to eliza's lab