008. [Text. Forever.]

[heresygrenade]

I ought to get paid for doing this shit.

All right, so, looks like we've got a lot of new arrivals coming in. Talk to the natives, they're not going to tell you anything useful, being a bunch of assholes the way they are.

So in the spirit of the season, I'll give you something to be thankful for.

Update - February 10th

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[Voice for you]

[clawofsin]

Keh. Show off.

[Text]

[heresygrenade]

Never been called an underachiever.

[Voice]

[clawofsin]

You keep it up and you're gonna earn yourself a reputation.

[Private]

Busy tomorrow? Patrol's boring the shit outta me and I got no matches for the rest of the week. Wouldn't mind cuttin' the hell out of something.

[Text]

[heresygrenade]

Never been called a shrinking violet, either.

[Private]

I've got morning and early afternoon. Late afternoon and on I've got an appointment.

[Voice]

[clawofsin]

You don't leave much for them to call you, do you?

[Private]

Eh? Sure, I can go for a round or two in the morning, but you better not be holding out on me. If something interesting's going on, I want in.

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[heresygrenade]

And yet somehow they always find something.

[Private]

It's nothing you need to worry about. Call it a private matter.

[Voice]

[clawofsin]

Ain't that a universal truth.

[Private]

Ah, fine. I'll be out in the ruins all morning, you show up early and I won't keep you from your date or whatever it is. Hopefully I can get that stupid girl to leave first.

[Private | Voice ]

[heresygrenade]

It's just a dinner.

9am.

[Private | Voice ]

[clawofsin]

Whatever you say.

I'll be there.