[The feed opens to the sound of a loud yell and fast-moving air battering the microphone... followed quickly by a loud, plastic crunch and a crash. A dull flash of light suddenly brightens up the feed as the communicator flies out of whatever pocket it was concealed in, bouncing once or twice before clattering to the concrete to reveal the back of
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[pokes at his long hair and new anatomy]
Least you're the same species...probably?
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[sigh]
At least it will be over in a week.
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I guess this is yours then? [Gesturing to himself and reaching up for those shades again.]
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... What?
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Sweet wipeout, bro.
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Who are you?
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That meatsack you jacked has a little brother.
And you're lookin' at him. Sort of.
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Okay... I'm Fakir.
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