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| ....You know what, I'm just going to keep the clothes this time. Shiva knows it'll probably happen again. | |
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| Fuck, what the hell's with this city and my clothes going missing? Every time, I swear.
Looks like I'm not the only one, huh. Anyone missing some size forty suits? Alen isn't here, so I guess they're not his. | |
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| ...I really, really hate this city some days. | |
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| [Tseng sounds annoyed. You know, like usual]
This city really does enjoy plunging us in and out of hell every other week, doesn't it. | |
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| Despite all the chaos over the last few months from this city, I have to say, it's been rather nice to have a real Christmas celebration again. The last few winters have been...rough. | |
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| [locked to Rufus | heavy security]
Have wound up tied to a not-too-bright sixteen year old girl. I swear to Shiva this is /not my fault/. Will not be home tonight. | |
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| I suppose the fastest way to find out what this thing is is to follow it.
Rufus, Reno, I'm going out. I'll call if it turns out to be trouble. | |
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| I think that was perhaps a little more excitement than my life needed right now.
[locked to Sheska | medium security] I know you're probably eager to actually get training after that little escapade, but with Yuffie and Reno gone, I don't have anyone else to pair you with, and I need a few days to recover, I think. Sorry about that. | |
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| Tetora, you little shit, you owe me a pack of cigarettes.
[Locked to Yuffie]
Hey, uh, want to come over for dinner tonight? I'm actually cooking something, so... | |
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| [Voice] [What sounds like a very sleepy ten-year-old. He's speaking Wutaian for now, which Mandarin speakers will be able to get the gist of] Ngh....this place? Where am I? This isn't home...Everything here is written in Standard...
[He clears his throat a little, and then switches to somewhat accented English. He sounds a bit worried]
Um...Hello? What is this place? | |
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