Not Getting Enough Sleep

[sentryslinger]

You know Miss Mundane, I hope you don't mind me makin' a suggestion, but you might be less tired if ya went to bed at a decent hour. You're up at all night, then you've got all kinds of work to do every day. Ain'tcha ever heard of "early to bed, early to rise"?

Well yeah, I know the rest of it goes "makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise," but that don't mean it can't apply to ladies like yourself, too. My point is that you oughtta be gettin' more rest than you are. That much is just common sense.

Wake up, now. Were you listening through that yawn?

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[sentryslinger]

Well sure!

[Another minute of fiddling, and off it comes.]

You didn't think I went into the showers with this, did you?

[not_onyourside]

[He jumps about 10 feet away. Keep that creepy disembodied hand away from him.]

Believe what you want about me, but imagining what any of you do een zhe showers ees zhe last zhing I want to do.

[sentryslinger]

[He laughs, reattaching the Gunslinger to the stump that's left on his arm.]

No need to act like it's going to bite!

[not_onyourside]

[Nope nope nope. Staying over here thank you.]

Eets a robot! A robot hand.

[Shudder.]

Eet probably crawls off when you are asleep and strangles people.

[sentryslinger]

[Still laughing.]

Naw, I'd need a remote for that. Thought about it once or twice, though. Wouldn't that be a sight, to have my hand come walking into the den when everyone's in there?

[not_onyourside]

And have everyone run away.

[Or well Spy. Spy would run away.]

[sentryslinger]

I'll keep that idea in mind.

I wonder if I can build a small sentry attachment for it. Then I'd have a sentry that moves...

[And now he's thinking.]

[not_onyourside]

You are worrying me mon ami.

How would you see where eet was going?

[sentryslinger]

Well, I wouldn't let it too far out of my sight. After all, I'm sure you Spies would be tryin' hard to stick one of those sappers on it. And then I'd be the one needing a hand.

[not_onyourside]

Zhat ees what you get for removing a perfectly good hand.

[sentryslinger]

And that's why I leave it on most of the time. If nothin' else, it makes a great back scratcher.

[not_onyourside]

[You are creeping him out to no end.]

Eef nozzing else, perhaps zhe robots will zhink you are one of zheir own and not attack you.

[sentryslinger]

[He can tell a little, and is trying not to push it. He's a gentleman, after all, even if this is a Spy.]

Now that'd be somethin', wouldn't it? I'll bet if you sapped a few of 'em, we could convince Heavy to bring them to me. See what I can do about that programming of theirs.

[not_onyourside]

Would you be able to take zhem apart quickly enough? Zhe sapper does not last forever.

[sentryslinger]

Just gotta find out how to shut 'em down. Then I'll have all the time I need.

[not_onyourside]

And you know how to do zhis before we all are crushed to deazh by giant robots?

[sentryslinger]

Nope. But I'm never gonna find out unless I give it a try, now am I?

[not_onyourside]

I suppose zhat ees true.

We are all going to die from zhese robots. And somehow I zhink eets your fault.

[sentryslinger]

Now don't you go thinkin' the worst, Spy. Men like us have got more mettle than those robots, and they're built of the stuff!

[And now he's laughing at his own pun.]

[not_onyourside]

I normally do not. Zhe Sniper ees a bad influence on me. But seeing as zhere are six of us and a hundred of zhem, I zhink I am wezzin reason to assume zhe worst.

[sentryslinger]

I can tell he brings out the worst in ya.

You've got a point, but remember that they're not men like us. The fact we can hold their own against them means we're worth several of them a piece. They don't respawn, either.

[not_onyourside]

He really does.

But zhey can simply rebuild more of zhem.

[sentryslinger]

He's got to run out of steam eventually. Or metal is more likely.

[not_onyourside]

Maybe we should steal eet all.

[sentryslinger]

Now that'd be right up your alley, wouldn't it?