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[besttoshootit]

[Have a deceptively bored looking Fiona. She doesn’t bother to introduce herself or make with any of the niceties that usually would be expected during one’s first video, but then she isn’t what people usually expect period.]I find myself in need of a few items, namely a large quantity of bleach, some spackle…petroleum jelly. Has anyone seen these

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[distinctive_guy]

[Because he totally knows what she wants with them. Just not what it'll be needed for.]

I might've seen some around.

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[besttoshootit]

[And she knows that he probably knows, but isn't talking indirectly about such things so much more fun?]

Are you going to share? As amazing as I am, I haven't yet quite managed to get a lock on mind reading.

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[distinctive_guy]

Not my stuff. I don't own'em.

[Oh, if he would only sound less amused.]

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[besttoshootit]

[Be glad she is not around to hit you, Eliot. She can hear that damn smirk and she does not like it. Something that sounds a lot like 'insufferable bastard' can be just barely made out before she replies.]

I meant the location. Where have you seen them? And do not say 'around'.

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[distinctive_guy]

[Not that she could even if she was there. Not unless Eliot plays along. Again. Like last time. Something like that.]

It's a small island. Not even 8 by 8 miles within these walls.

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[besttoshootit]

[Plays along. Right. Meanwhile, she is wondering what in hell she ever found charming about one Eliot Spencer.]

I'm so glad to see you're having fun. I can hardly contain my own laughter, I swear.

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[distinctive_guy]

[It was nice to be able to relax a bit to joke about this, especially after the morbid discovery in the morning. But it was time to get serious just for a bit.]

I can tell you if you tell me why.

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[besttoshootit]

[Let the angel's choir sing hallelujah...Though Fi is not quite as quick to drop the sarcasm.]

I'm redecorating.

Why do you think, Eliot? I don't know about you, but I personally feel better knowing I have something heavier in my artillery than an empty 9mm semi-auto.

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[distinctive_guy]

[Eliot's amusement disappeared for a short while.]

Long as you're not gettin' ideas for explorin' buildings in your head.

I found the remains of the last guy who did just this mornin'.

[Yes, that is concern mixed into his dry tone.]

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[besttoshootit]

Not buildings, per se...

[She's being vague, but the sarcasm has significantly decreased as she considers his words. And the concern that will go unacknowledged. There's a short pause and then:]

You knew the guy they found this morning?

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[distinctive_guy]

Met one of'em a few times around here. Why?

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[besttoshootit]

I simply wanted to offer my condolences if he happened to be a friend. I heard it was a pretty gruesome scene.

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[distinctive_guy]

It was... and he wasn't. Could've been, but too late now.

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[besttoshootit]

Ah. [She may know a thing or two about condolences] Well, then you have my condolences still.

Has anyone figured out how it happened? I thought this place was supposed to be at least relatively secure.

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[distinctive_guy]

[Death happens, he deals.] I expect much more will happen before we're done here. [His shrug can practically be heard]

Monster attacks... [Muttering] 'Cept lot of it doesn't sit right. I'll tell you more when I see you.

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[besttoshootit]

[No stranger to the unpleasantness of death herself, she figures he's probably right about that.] In which case, let's just hope we're done sooner than later.

[There's a pause when she sounds practically perky.] Does this mean you're going to tell me where to get my... the items?