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[charming_jerk]

Hey, chick who's in my body? You listenin'? I swear to Christ that if you do anything to my body, I'll do it back to yours twice over. Same goes for my stuff. If my guitar is as so much breathed on the wrong way, you'll regret it for a long time to come. I am not kidding. [Naturally he had brought it with along with him to the mission. Not a good choice.] As a matter of fact, just give it back to me and maybe there won't be any problems, got it?

And how do you even deal with these things? ["He" looks down at his host body's incredibly generous chest area.] I get tired just standin' around with these things. They gotta be the biggest cans I seen outside of a porno flick. Jesus. [JOHNNY D'AMICO: PARAGON OF ETIQUETTE]

The A.I. program thing said this was going to take a coupla' more days to fix this shit. It also confirmed for me that the Initiative wouldn't know its ass from a hole in the ground. Not that it's surprising, but it's good to know even mathematically figure out how much they suck at this. I don't even wanna know what's gonna happen to us next time.

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[charming_jerk]

Heh. Yeah, it's no picnic.

....

...Did you just say you were burned to death?

[demonbloodblade]

Yes, in my real body. It wasn't fun.

[charming_jerk]

Back home you mean? Shit, are you dead? [Such sensitivity. He's heard of people here who might be dead back home, but never met one.]

[demonbloodblade]

Nope, here. When the whole time thing happened. Got killed. They brought me back. Hurt a lot.

[charming_jerk]

I'll fuckin' bet. Jesus. Least they brought ya back in one piece. I can't believe they can bring people back to life. Glad they haven't fucked that up yet, though.

[demonbloodblade]

There were some side effects for a bit, but I pretty much expected that being set on fire and burning isn't that easy to recover from. I mean, run through with a sword, one time hit with a spear from a crossbow bigger across than you are tall... for me, back where I'm from, that's basically a career hazard, something I expect.

The term they've used for me has been 'commando', so that should tell you the kinds of crazy things I did as a job. Just... fireballs and lightning bolts and bows and swords, instead of guns and explosives.

[charming_jerk]

Like some kinda magical mercenary. Shit. Can I go back to your world? Sounds way more exciting than mine.

[demonbloodblade]

I suppose technically 'mercenary' is the job, but most people like me just call ourselves 'adventurers'.

You might do pretty well, there, but I would need to warn you: no guns, no cigarettes - they just recently found tabac and make cigars - and people who are perhaps not very tolerant of the strange. Oh, and evil cults, dragons, at least four huge conspiratorial groups that try to shove the world to their ways of thinking, and people who die and then get up again and try to kill.

Or as I like to call it, 'the average tenday'.

[charming_jerk]

I can deal with no guns and smokes. And I'm already used to a lifetime of intolerant assholes. Dragons would be new, 'cept we got 'em here. A couple, anyway.