[ When the feed cuts on, there's the image of Axel in the City just outside Building Eight. He's smirking, though it's somewhat lacking in good humor, and is instead a little dark. His nose is wrinkled; he's back to back with Renji. Letting out a snort, he rolls his eyes and glances around at the gathered gustapo. ]
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At least I didn't--[PAUSE A MOMENT FOR VIOLENCE]--get my pansy--[the next word is conveniently drowned out]--handed to me!
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Go on, Larxene. Give 'em all you've got.
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You'd like that--[grunt of mayhap pain, and then a semi-inhuman shriek--from one of the guards]--wouldn't you?
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Ohhh, I'd like to make sure they get what's coming to them.
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Take notes, VIII, you're gonna get what's coming to you als--
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