[When the feed cuts on, the PCD appears to have been left forgotten on top of a table, although the background is rather out of focus so it's difficult to tell exactly where the table is. What is in view, however, is an ash tray with a spent cigarette, an empty bottle of alcohol with the label long faded away, and a stack of playing cards. Just one
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Tyki? What's the matter?
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Do you... have to ask, boy? [You know what you did >|]
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[B-but. I want Rhode ;;]
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Tyki. It's not gone. And I can show you it isn't.
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[La la la~ not listening~ Or maybe he is. This is one of those situations where if it looks like a duck and sounds like a duck, it is a duck.]
[There's another bitter chuckle, and he lurches outside the view of the PCD. He's still there, though. Still pretty human. Ish.] ...you couldn't just kill me?
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No, I couldn't. Where are you?
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[Honestly? He'd rather die than keep going through this. Honestly.]
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If you come with me to the Wastes, I'll finish it.
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[There's a long, long pause over the PCD. He'll send the coordinates in a moment, there's another thing on his mind. Tyki grits his teeth, sucking in a sharp hiss.]
Rhode?
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[Because he's just going to beat you unconscious and tie you up instead of killing you.]
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[Or I'll do more than just put a hole in your heart >:|]
[There's fumbling as the view is jostled and the PCD falls off the table. Tyki hunches over it, a gloved hand obscuring the view for a moment as he hits the coordinates button. Looks like he had been chilling in an abandoned saloon. Or something.]
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[That almost sounds like a come on. :/]
[Allen is instantly on the move when he gets the coordinates. No one else has to be involved with this. He's moving fast in that direction.]
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I'd hate... for her to get messy, you see.
[Or, rather, for her to get closer. Get hurt. Whatever.]
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I will keep my word, Tyki.
[Right. She'll only give Allen dirty looks for this one. Boot to the head and all that.]
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A... [Cough. Spit] Cheating Boy's word. How... comforting.
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