[Someone's been zaaapped and the voice feed flairs to life with a collection of curses so colorfully stringed together in a heavy French accented that it can't even be typed it's that impressive.]
Son of a bitch. [That's the first thing that's clear enough to be heard. There's some fumbling as Pip grabs for the device.]
Merde, you could leave us
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I learned things!
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Oh? And what would zhose zhings be?
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Mon petit ami, per'aps it would be best you not repeat zhat non?
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[She heard that. Both him and Flandre. And it doesn't even matter if Flandre is five times her age. She's still a little girl to her.]
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[Not sounding at all guilty. Nope. Go ahead and try intimidate him Seras.]
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Now zhen...zhere are some orders we need to discuss.
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... O-orders, Captain?
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...Oui, from Sir Integra. Seems she's 'as a meal time for you.
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