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“Oh, you know my name….It doesn’t matter, though. The doctor doesn’t want you gone.”

"Really, Isaac? Can I see it?" *Holds out hand*

"Oh thats... great heh...."

Lockelan: "I'm going have to go with painful death on this one. Because he gotta learn how to not get angry easily and NOT murder anyone."

Keye: "Painful death. This is gonna get real funny."

SECRET: "Ah well. I'll respawn in the next 100 years. One day, i will murder you three for this. MARK MY WORDS!"

“If he wants you gone though….you cant stop it.”

"Oh yeah, sure." Isaac tosses Camry a AK-47

"Painful eh? I'm thinking breaking his legs and throwing him in a pit for a few days to start starving. Then, I release the rats..." Camry says with a dead expression.

*Catches AK* "Thanks kid!"

Lockelan: "I would say that he doesn't have a mouth, but that's fine too.

Keye: "Wait. If he doesn't have a mouth, then how the hell can he eat?"

SECRET: "I use Thin Air."

*Pulls out secret knife* "I can make you a mouth, Secret."

Puffs cigarette smoke, because Texas smokes?

Camry looks at girl smoking and tilts hat to her. "Wanna whisky?" He asks while holding out a glass.

“I’m good, thank you.”

"How are ya?" He asks her, eying the sword at her side with admiration.

“Just sitting around a bit before I go and do my job.”

"That job include slicing people up?"

“Sometimes.” Another smoke puff.

Camry nods. "Well, I wouldn't wanna be a person against you with that sword..even though I could beat you."

“I’m sure you could.”