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[slicing]

I won't be able to run. I won't be able to hide.

[You'd think he's ready to accept this. You'd think this wouldn't be the first time.]

You know what'll happen once they get a taste.

[Privileged blood, one of a kind. The most fun you can have with a single drop on your tongue.]

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[thefunsister]

What happens once they get a taste?

[slicing]

They keep coming back for more.

[Which is a good thing, when they pay. A very dangerous thing when they don't.]

[thefunsister]

Somehow I knew you were going to say that.

Well, nothing else to do but to arm yourself.

[slicing]

Wouldn't be the first time I'd have to.

[thefunsister]

Well, you wouldn't be alone. We've got a whole little community working together. [ Sort of. A little bit. Not really. ]

[slicing]

Yeah? How are you holding up?

[thefunsister]

Not bad, not bad. We're working on a community closet and fixing up the slaughter house. [ That's not an answer, Red. ]

[slicing]

Slaughter house.

[really.]

[thefunsister]

We do have to kill our own food, yes.

[slicing]

That'll be an interesting experience.

[He's... grown up in the city, and never quite had it in him to leave. You hunt for other things.]

[thefunsister]

It's not what you'd call pleasant, but you gotta eat. [ Working at the Farm, she's a little... leery of processing her own meat. ]

[slicing]

Not denying that.

I'll get used to it.