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dear mun...

Sure you know what you're doing, homme?

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They never know what they're doing.

[Take her's, for example.]

They have an idea and the hell with what we think about it.

Ah, but if positions were reversed, would we truly do anyt'ing different, chere?

[Oh, don't even give her that idea.]

Yes. Maybe...no. If there was someone she was so opposed to seeing that she threatened to go on strike, I'd throw them at her anyway.

['Senn's still pissed about her 'discussion' with her mun.] Don't see why we actually need my cousin running around up here. The mun can't just work from memory? She's done it before. [Okay, not that well.]

Then it don't seem too wrong if she do the same, no?

[All the grumbling over here.]

I've been shot once already, I could live without it happening again. Or worse.

[She doesn't mean her dying, surprisingly.] I'm Rhysenn.

These mun's normally don't. What's up with your's?

He wants to run with this boy, but can't even understand half of what I say. Think he likes la vie dangereuse maybe a little too much.

There's always google translate. I see he's thinking about thoughformed. It's not that bad once you get use to it.

Assuming they don't give everyone super powers or turn every liquid you touch into alcohol again.

Doesn't sound so different from the normal life, to me.

Duuuuuuuuuude those are awesome eyes, dattebayo!

Something we have in common, ne c'est pas?

Not all the time. But sometimes ya gotta just... let off some steam, right? Not everyone can be a ninja.

No? I suppose not. But the steam, I know you're right about that.

So, what do you do?

A little of this, little of that. Most people, though, they call me a thief.

You mean this isn't yours? [he pulls out a picture of Rogue that was in Gambit's wallet.] Wow... she's cute, but she's no Hinata-chan.

Here's another question: do they ever?

Do we ever? No reason it should be so different for them, I think.

Speak for yourself, Cajun.

'Cides, we don't know what we're doing enough t'know how to do that right, at least.

You wound me, cherie.

But you have a point, I must admit.

Ah always do. An' don't you forget it.

You wouldn't let me if I tried, cherie, and that's a fact.

Well, least you can figure out that much.

So, you gonna tell me what it is? What they don't know that they're doing?

Bringing me on a little trip to an island under a bubble. Don't think he knows who he's traveling with, yet. But I'm sure we'll get acquainted.

Take care of yourself, alright? And don't just say you will, and then don't.

Come now, cher. If there's one thing this boy is good at, it's taking care of himself, no?

Though if you're worried, you could always come along.

You think I got time t'go following you around? _{( She says this with affection. )}

I think there's nowhere you couldn't go if you set your mind to it. Girl has t' set her own priorities, though.

True 'nough. And right now, Ah'm... reshuffling.

Then let me know what comes out on top.

Figure you'll know, whether Ah tell you, or not.

True enough.

Then if I'm lucky, I'll see you soon.

My mun says he does. I am not sure whether this is good or bad for you.

Luck of the draw, I suppose.

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