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[griftering]

[He was actually going to turn this thing on to see if anybody needed any help getting to the clinic or something, but that changes pretty quickly. He sets the tablet down with a sharp intake of breath as he grabs his abdomen, just below his ribcage with a free hand. Even as he does, the deep red blood of a deep wound starts to spread into his

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[suaveleather]

This time?

[He sounds amused.]

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[griftering]

[He heaves a sigh.] Yeah. This is my life. [A beat.] So, how's tricks, elf-man?

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[suaveleather]

What a life you live, my friend. 'Tricks'?

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[griftering]

Uh.... [How the fuck do I explain this?] Tricks are what prostitutes turn in a night. It's just a turn of phrase.

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[suaveleather]

Oh? So you are asking me about sex at a time like this?

[He's teasing.]

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[griftering]

A time like what? It's just some blood. [He chuckles.] Besides, aren't you always interested in talking about sex?

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[suaveleather]

I am either highly predictable or you know me that well.

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[griftering]

[He chuckles.] That's the question, ain't it?

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[suaveleather]

So it is. Hm, perhaps I am that predictable. I would say I should change my ways but I doubt I could.

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[griftering]

Or you'd want to.

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[suaveleather]

This is true. Can you blame me when I am surrounded by such beautiful creatures in this place?

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[griftering]

I guess you got me there.