Don't cut my fucking jacket, Hope already did that to my old one!
[ Which, hopefully they like. Regenerate in his closet or something. But he just leaves a sigh and slowly plops back down, wincing a little bit because even though he got his injuries lightened, he didn't get bandaged and his back is still in a not-great zone. ]
Yeah, yeah. Fried chicken in the morning if we're both still breathing?
You just! Slip them off! Or unlatch it. [ Because I have to assume it's like attached from the back and can clasp around or something because there's no way Caiman Lastname would go through the insane effort of hooping himself through those every single time, they've got to be unclaspable. ]
Whatever, I wasn't gonna back out anyway. Dipshit.
...Yeah. It was like... with paints, and a chicken. The chicken was Tsurumaru's apparently so there was just mail with your guys' stuff in it. I don't really get it.
[ Copes by talking about their stuff just BEING THERE. ]
[ Somewhere in the mg nexus Estinien is frowning because of going on W3 and W5. Wouldn't it be fucked up if Aikawa was on a CYOA literally again the next week or what? ]
Hope not.
[ But also just looking at Bradley suspiciously. ]
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[ Which, hopefully they like. Regenerate in his closet or something. But he just leaves a sigh and slowly plops back down, wincing a little bit because even though he got his injuries lightened, he didn't get bandaged and his back is still in a not-great zone. ]
Yeah, yeah. Fried chicken in the morning if we're both still breathing?
[ Is now the time for morbid jokes? Probably. ]
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[ He's using his jacket so it's not even a problem ]
Morning chicken, no backin' out.
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[ Because I have to assume it's like attached from the back and can clasp around or something because there's no way Caiman Lastname would go through the insane effort of hooping himself through those every single time, they've got to be unclaspable. ]
Whatever, I wasn't gonna back out anyway. Dipshit.
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[ He's done tying it, and gives it a slight tug to make sure it doesn't immediately give undone. ]
What even happened t' ya?
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A lot.
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That's usually how it goes. Worse than Paris?
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Died a couple times, pretty sure. But still better than Paris.
[ Admittedly. ]
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Fair enough. Find anythin' useful over there?
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No.
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That sucks.
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[ BECAUSE JIJI OPENED PEOPLE'S PRIVATE MAIL AND THAT'S ALL THEY GOT. ]
Why couldn't your dumb collar turn into a shield or some bullshit?
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[ The thing that's on his neck Right Now? ]
Should've looked for a ring, if that's what ya wanted.
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[ Whatever the fuck this is, his wizard pull tab. ]
I wasn't looking for anything, it was just there.
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[ help, don't call it that
He's definitely wearing it right now, since he's wearing his default. ]
That's all ya found?
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...Yeah, pretty much. Only thing that stood out at least. As far as items go.
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Nothin' else around? Just an exact copy of this thing?
[ He does put a finger through it and tug. ]
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...Yeah. It was like... with paints, and a chicken. The chicken was Tsurumaru's apparently so there was just mail with your guys' stuff in it. I don't really get it.
[ Copes by talking about their stuff just BEING THERE. ]
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Who was ordering paint? I've never sent this thing out in the mail either.
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[ He suddenly stops upon trying to mention Molly. ]
-- The. The point is that it's bullshit.
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It's always been bullshit.
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...Yeah.
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Hope not.
[ But also just looking at Bradley suspiciously. ]
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What?
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[ Looks at him who FELL OFF A ROOFTOP AND DIED BECAUSE HE WAS BEING STUPID ]
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