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[enfangs]

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[bonetiddies]

[Bursting out laughing? What the fuck.]

We just watered some flowers and then wandered down some hallways and asked a robot for the password to a vault.

[enfangs]

[a snort]

Think you found your inner calling as a gardener?

[bonetiddies]

No. Not that, and not computer programming, either. Ah - we didn't even get to use all our stupid powers that I was so paranoid about. Mine was so good. If I throw a weapon at someone, it's guaranteed to hit.

[enfangs]

[a low whistle]

I would've enjoyed seeing that. Ah well, though. Maybe it's for the best? This was really fucking weird, but I was kind of expecting worse.

[bonetiddies]

Ugh. Me too, and that's why I can't shake -

[She's just so worried. And scared. She folds her arms over his chest, grimacing.]

Everyone's so certain it will work.

[enfangs]

... Yeah. I want to believe it will. [and a part of him is tired of being cynical, but...] ... But there's still a chance it won't, right?

[bonetiddies]

[She's so tired of being cynical, but unfortunately she was punched in the face with some bad vibes.]

I think it likely will. But I won't be able to stand it if after all this, we fail.

[enfangs]

[...]

You'll get her back. [sorry for perceiving, but he heard.] Or we'll set this all on fire and try again, yeah?

[bonetiddies]

[. . . No, it's okay. She smiles at that, a little touched.]

Yes, sounds good. For next time, I have a better list of who to kill first.

[enfangs]

[a snort]

I can guess who might be on that list. Saving the day like usual, huh?

[bonetiddies]

[Making a face.]

No, I just hate that thing. If we do get everything we want tomorrow, just - incapacitate it instantly, won't you? I'll stab.

[enfangs]

[a laugh]

Sure, I can do that.