[Good thing, too. Your dad's kind of a derp, Kid.]
It was during Halloween. These shadowy creatures called Noctaere tried invading. I only wished I had my old scythe. It would've made quick work of them. Still, my Chop made quick work of them.
I'm sure it did! I would have liked to see that. [Yeah, you know how Kid's been kind of distant recently? Well, thanks to the amnesia, Seven's still in that "my Father is the best Father and I adore him" phase.]
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It was during Halloween. These shadowy creatures called Noctaere tried invading. I only wished I had my old scythe. It would've made quick work of them. Still, my Chop made quick work of them.
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Well, perhaps someday, hmm?
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... it is ... highly unusual.
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[Dad is practically horizontal, the way he's leaning to one side curiously.]
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It was a discussion about a game his mun was considering.
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Ah. Then I know the Soul you're talking about.
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[And is Death gonna have to Chop a scythe?]
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[There will be plenty of Chops to go around. If the mun is volunteering for one, far be it from him to deny such a request.]
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[Warning tone is a go.]
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I mentioned that weapons would be useful for self-defense in a sex game. My mun then suggested that Soul could be used for... ah... pole dancing.
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So she was the one who twisted the conversation in that direction?
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