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[deadthenred]

Alright, lemme make sure I got this exact. We've been rounded up to fight in some dad-blamed future battle, and in the meantime we're supposed to sit around and twiddle our thumbs. Guess some things never change, huh?

Look, I got sympathy, I really do. You have terrific taste, bringing me here. I'm all aces. And hang, I hate to say no to a lady. Some of you have to be ladies, right?

[ Cough cough. Ahem. ]

But I'm all booked up. I got a date with Hitler and his Nazi crum-bums. I can't stick around for this.

Comments

[outright]

Well, there's more in here, so I suppose your sacrifice is still generous. [ totally just pawin through his stuff now, aw yeah ]

[deadthenred]

If it ain't your stuff, why do you want it?

[outright]

I wouldn't want it going to waste.

[deadthenred]

Then you'd've taken the shirts.

[outright]

The shirts? No. The shirts can stay. Exceptions to every rule, and all.

[deadthenred]

I don't think you got many of those.