Mun is cackling about Tenta-troubles in his near future.

[not_onyourside]

I do not know why you are so excited. Eets going to be horrible.

No not for you! For me of course! We are talking about me een zhis wretched place. Een any case, you can simply scrap zhis plan and I will mention eet to no one. Besides, you are far too busy to waste time on somezzing so foolish.

So let us agree, we will drop zhe notion and move on to ozzer zhings, oui?

Comments

[hasstandards]

It's a little late for you to not mention it to anyone, now isn't it?

[not_onyourside]

People have short memories, no one else has brought eet up as of yet, so I should be safe.

[hasstandards]

You realize sayin' things like that is just askin' for trouble.

[not_onyourside]

You see zhe worst een everyzzing! How ees eet asking for trouble?

[hasstandards]

You're bringin' it up and reminding people, for one. And just talkin' about it gets the mundane even more worked up, I'm sure.

[not_onyourside]

How can she be worked up about turning me eento calamari?!

[hasstandards]

If there's anyone who can find a way, it'd be a mundane. Mine starts giggling like some kind of bloody schoolgirl just because you showed up here again.

[Not that Sniper missed you, buddy. Nope.]

[shhhhh_secret]

(Just going to be here shark grinning like a boss.)

[not_onyourside]

[He sees you there.]

Ees zhere somezzing you wish to add?

[shhhhh_secret]

And here I was thinking you would be ecstatic on zee possible uses of extra limbs.

(Oh, yes, he is implying implications.)

[not_onyourside]

Eef I was not going to be slimy and disgusting, zhan maybe.

[shhhhh_secret]

Tsk, you would consider being able to produce your own lubricant disgusting?

One wonders how you could ever manage to get laid at all.

(Oh, yes, he went there.)

[not_onyourside]

Zhat ees absolutely disgusting.

I am not getting laid! I'll be half octopus!

[notintehkitchen]

So, where are you headed off to?

[not_onyourside]

I am not going anywhere.

Why? Would you miss me dearly?

[Most charming smile ever.]

[notintehkitchen]

I wouldn't miss you that much. Maybe Mr. Hawk would.

[The charming smile! It does nothing!]

[not_onyourside]

Your words wound me ma chère. He would notice I was gone at least.

[Thwarted!]

[notintehkitchen]

Fine, I might notice you were gone too. Happy?

[not_onyourside]

Ecstatic.

Besides, you need me around so zhat sentries do not explode your flamethrower eento millions of tiny pieces.

[rocketjumping]

Spy! That is no way to support your mundane! And what have I said about teamwork and how you should practice it?

[not_onyourside]

[ ... Just who he wants to see. His -- good friend --- Soldier. Eye twitch.]

Zhe mundane ees not on zhe team. Een fact, she ees a noncombatant. Maybe she ees zhe one who needs to practice teamwork.

[rocketjumping]

A noncombatant? Why are you working with a noncombatant?

Unless she wants to be a combatant, in which case we can put her to work!

[not_onyourside]

You assume zhat I had a choice een zhe matter, I assure you, I did not. Also I do not zhink she ees suited to much, I have seen her firing range results, pitiful.

Unless you have somezzing een mind zhat involves eating and sitting on cushions.

[rocketjumping]

If you are here and she's with you, then you have no choice but to work with her. Now we have to turn that to our advantage on the battlefield, or the enemy will get the upper hand!

What does your mundane know about the robot menace, Spy? Or wizards? Does she know anything about wizards?

[not_onyourside]

Zhe enemy eesn't -- [sigh] Nevermind.

She says zhat she's read Lord of Zhe Rings or somesuch over twenty times and zhat qualifies her to remark on zhe care and feeding of wizards.

Out of curiousity, why do you ask? Because eef I am going to destroy my suit by becoming a zombie again, I would prefer advance notice.