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exsilium, canon is Sirens
A moment of your time oh wise and powerful writer. [ His sarcasm is so thick you could practically cut it with a knife. ]
I don't want to, all right? I've no interest in playing inter-stellar war games. I have better things to do than entertain your whims. Entertaining my own, for example.
No, there will be no meeting in the middle on this. Not interested. I won't be signing my name on the dotted line, and I don't care how you keep spinning it, 'helping people' isn't all that appealing either.
Even space has drunks.
I don't want to, all right? I've no interest in playing inter-stellar war games. I have better things to do than entertain your whims. Entertaining my own, for example.
No, there will be no meeting in the middle on this. Not interested. I won't be signing my name on the dotted line, and I don't care how you keep spinning it, 'helping people' isn't all that appealing either.
Even space has drunks.
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[ Ashley's not really insulted, though, and so he moves on. ] I'm getting that feeling.
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You get used to it when you learn the rules.
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[ He's almost tempted to shove his hands into his pockets, but he resists the urge. No 'kid' could handle a job like the one he's got, thanks very much. ]
Ohhh no, I'm not interested in any of what she thinks she has the right to call 'rules'. That's a piss and a half
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[8c at least you have a legitimate job.]
She's not going to care if you're interested.
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No, she isn't, but that doesn't mean I can't complain about it.
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It'll get tiresome. [A shrug.] I'm Finnick.