[On that mess of what used to be the fifth floor of Latimir stands an android. He holds a trumpet and soon plays...
THIS. LOUDLY.
Once he's done, he grins.]
GOOD MORNING, DISCEDO!
You can't sleep through such a beautiful day! EVERYBODY UP!
[And, thinking he's done everyone a favor, he beams and ends transmission.]
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And a pretty good one, too!
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So keep it down, kid.
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Nobody should be sleeping through mornings anyway.
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[He honestly does not understand this.]
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[Sorry, Ichiro, she's not about to admit any weaknesses.]
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[Have a teasingly loud squawk.]
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