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[texed]

Yep.

I think I've missed being a complete bitch. I forgot how much fun it actually is.

It beats drinking in the bathroom.

Sorry, Blue Team. But I've decided, you're all sleeping outside tonight.

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[sexyincyan]

Yeah, fine. I'll find somewhere else to crash.

[texed]

Good.

Glad to see you finally listen to me.

[sexyincyan]

Well, let's see here. Argue with the Freelancer with the gun that says she being a complete bitch is fun, or just say fuck it and sleep somewhere else. Not that hard of a choice to make.

Can I have five minutes to get a change of clothes?

[texed]

If you can get past the traps to your room. Yes.

[sexyincyan]

Son of a bitch.

Whatever. I'll just deal.

[texed]

Oh come on, there's not that many. I just needed to make sure you idiots didn't try and come back in.

[sexyincyan]

Yeah, which means, in layman's speak, 'just enough to either kill or very severely maim.'

I value my limbs a bit too much to take a chance against Tex-traps, thanks.

[texed]

Yeah, true. I'm sure Caboose will kill him instantly. Catching those little buggers was a pain in the ass.

Hm, idiot.

[sexyincyan]

Seriously, Tex?

A bowl of cereal could probably kill Caboose.

[texed]

Exactly why I put rocks in a box labeled "Cereal".

[sexyincyan]

.... I was wondering what the fuck was up with that.

Good show, Tex.

[texed]

I would say great minds think alike, but I would be lying on one of our halves.

Exactly. Since Church isn't around half as much, I don't think he'd care. Plus- Trying to ship me off with York, may have made him more of a target.

[sexyincyan]

Yeah, yeah.

Honestly, even if Church was around more often? I still don't think he'd care all that much. And yeah, I'm not even going to comment on that part.