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canon | elysium
A bit quick on the trigger finger, eh? Get a little bit attached, so you haul yourself out to the scrapyard and fix something up for me — could be worse.
Let me remind you, though, I've been through hell and back. I want my cut, and you're gonna fucking give it to me if this is gonna work.
Let me remind you, though, I've been through hell and back. I want my cut, and you're gonna fucking give it to me if this is gonna work.

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So you know what you want.
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You think you can deal with these sons of bitches?
oh man, props for playing from apocalypse now.
At the least, I'm not goin' down without a fight.
the world can always use some more apocalypse. or something.
They sure don't leave us much choice.
Any idea what they've got planned for you?
[For Willard, at least of late, this is pretty chatty. It's good to break the silence once in a while. Remember that the world still exists.]
true that!
[ This doesn't particularly seem to bother him as an indefinite possibility, if his expression is anything to go by.
Then, in what passes for politeness by his standards: ] What about you, then?
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Mostly waiting for orders. There's been talk of placement, but words don't mean a whole lot.
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Yeah, you can say that again. Gotta take action into your own hands, man — nothing gets done, otherwise.
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Pulling at the thought, he lets the words come slowly.] It's been my experience that everything comes eventually, whether we like it or not.
[Sometimes he wonders whether he's really taken any actions of his own, at all.]
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But they're usually quick. They know what they want. Apparently, so do you.
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