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"see the british government doesn't want the people to find out that their navy pride was in love with a blood sucker so whats the best way to remove the evidence? remove the key pieces i was banished hood was sunk"

She sighed. "Wherever the word 'govern' is, corruption is sure to be close."

"and i gave 4 to 5 years of my life in faithful service not to the government but to its people"

“Let us not forget who else you associated with, Shade. Hood wasn’t the only one.”

"that ship has sailed with my anger wales i doubt she'd forgive me for being a drunk. ugh maybe i am falling apart"

"This is a real interesting conversation, but I prefer not to dive into this... drama." She fell asleep where she sat.

"ha she's an old lady" he goes to smoke another cigarette this time alone

“Man, you really are dumb.”

"I'm well aware you got new shocking revelations about me and my character i don't know?"

"Dumb... dumb... everybody's dumb in their own ways..." She was... more than slightly drunk.

Revenge briefly woke up and left the room. She didn't want to disturb the argument with her snoring.

he had left his mangled cloak on her to serve as a makeshift blanket while he smoked outside not to send fumes of smoke in peoples face while he smoked his lung destroyers

"That's why I devote so much of my time to working with FVEY. I honestly can't stand working in the CIA. There's just so much corruption, and it kind of hinders on the reason why I became an intelligence operative: to help people."

Jarlen awoke and got out of the bed he had found and slept in. He came out of the room to see who was all around and to see what they were talking about.

"Of all the places I could be..." he muttered as he covered his face a little. "...it has to be a bar" he said. People around this world were lackluster, and unfortunately, a bar would be the only place where he could meet others, even if Clyde didn't drink or smoke. He just sat at a table, watching everyone as they went

As he walked into the bar, he looked around at all the people before sitting off somewhere by himself.

Jarlen wandered around looking for Shade his new found friend.

he was snoozing on a bench against the far back wall his sword digging into his shoulder due to the odd angle he chose to nap in

Dante would be sitting by a table, his feet kicked up to the table as he had his hands behind his head. Quite the careless individual he was, as despite how comfortable he was, a jumpy robot was seated next to him.

"Tell me another story!" Pathfinder demanded, as Dante just sighed. "You exhausted me of all my stories, WALL-E" he said

Jarlen looked to the bench that held Shade.”Dude. What are you still doing here?” He asked wandering over there.