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[sweetling]

[On screen is Halfpipe with a smile that lights up the whole of her blue-tattooed face. She's in what looks to be a seedier district of the city, but not many Exiles are around.]

This place gets more and more like my world every day.

[At which she shifts the camera to focus on a point behind her--what several people will recognize as one of Exsilium's brothels.]

I'm curious, guys. How different is it here, compared to your homes? And if it is different, is it in good ways or bad ones?

Oh, and I'm Halfpipe, by the way.

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[voice]

[sweetling]

It was a while ago, I'm fine now.

[voice]

[highfrequency]

Who attacked you?

[sweetling]

Some Exile. You should've seen the fucker after I was done, though. Barely-living proof that a crowbar is an ideal weapon of choice.

[highfrequency]

Hn.

I'm sure he had it coming.

But in the future call me if you get into trouble, alright? I work security and we don't need to give the Exiles more reasons to hate us.

[Says the man who, a month ago, sliced a few of them into shreds to protect someone.]

[sweetling]

[sigh.]

I was entirely justified, but fine.