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[thirtysilverpieces]

Lady, you don't know enough about me to be able to pull off anything like this and you know it. Using it as an excuse to try and get more out of me is horseshit.

Forget it. I don't want anything to do with you or those featherheads you like so much. Now go away and back to mooning over those bloody angels; I've got customers to make happy.

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[squeak_squeaker]

Gee... seems like you're not very happy!

[Kronk wondered if some spinach puffs would cheer her up?]

[neutralcollector]

Customers are rarely happy, and are even less so when you're absent for long periods of time. Take my advice, and make yourself comfortable.

If I may ask, what sort of business do you run?

[thirtysilverpieces]

Then I've gotta keep 'em as close to as possible, or else I'm out on my ass.

I'm an engineer.

[neutralcollector]

A sound philosophy, but it won't do much to help around here.

An engineer? [Her interest has dropped, but there's no reason not to be polite for now.] It sounds to me like you don't have anything to worry about. People always need a good engineer.

[thirtysilverpieces]

They always need us, but they sure as h--sure don't know enough to know it. Most people think we just shovel the coal.

[neutralcollector]

Then I'm sure they're not the type of customers you wish to keep.

I'd like to know more about these... angels. Have you met any of them?

[cuimhne]

I'm starting to think I'm the only one who gets along with my mun. Why are you so angry with yours?

[thirtysilverpieces]

How would you feel if you were living a perfectly lifey-life and your mun sent an angel to make you remember every single one of your hundreds of past lives? And some of them really, really sucked?

[cuimhne]

That's pretty standard fare for past lives though.

[thirtysilverpieces]

So, what, because it's standard I shouldn't be pissed at my mun for doing it to me? Standard doesn't make it not sucky.

[cuimhne]

No, but I don't remember anyone saying life was a gas all the time either.

[buddycopshow]

Muns are like that, aren't they?

Mine still us obsessed with some creepy scientist.

[thirtysilverpieces]

I wouldn't know. She only just hit on my universe a week ago. You'd think that's not enough time to want to do anything with it, buuut ...

[buddycopshow]

She made me an account after one episode, man!

And here she is two years later trying to do it again!

Bobby Hobbes understands!

[thirtysilverpieces]

Just tell me you're not the crazy scientist. That'd be all I need.

[buddycopshow]

'Course not, I'm me.

I don't do that sciencey stuff.

[diabolism]

Judas as a woman. What will they think of next?

[thirtysilverpieces]

[Penny knows who this is, and she pales so fast it's a wonder she doesn't faint. For a moment it looks like she's going to crumble, but then her back stiffens and she lifts her chin. She's trembling, though. Trembling, with her fists clenched and tears in her eyes.]

Go away.

[diabolism]

[u mad bro??] That's a fine hello.

[thirtysilverpieces]

[You didn't notice?]

I've got nothing to say to you.

[She's barely keeping the terror in check.]

[diabolism]

I'm just trying to have a civil conversation.

[mattersverymuch]

Oh. Angels. How unpleasant.

[thirtysilverpieces]

Tell me about it. Where have you met 'em before?

[mattersverymuch]

Well, there was the time one tried to kill me. Well, I say 'kill me'; I mean 'have me killed'. I say 'tried'; I mean 'succeeded'. But that's really splitting hairs.

[thirtysilverpieces]

That's a He--fucking big hair to split if you ask me.