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"hands him a bullet, you may chamber this one singular bullet"

(I dont know why I put that whole thing in quotation marks))

"thats fine id rather keep the ammo that i haven't used in years since...well no one needs to know of my choice some years ago"

flare walks into the bar and looks around and then look at the bartender I could use a round of mead please

there was a honk outside. "intercom lines are here! someone help me with these."

Hank hands Flare a tankard of mead before walking over to the front door "Let's go get those intercom lines"

"id rather not my knowledge is to battleships heavy crusiers aircraft carriers and aricrafts you know military stuff"

I'll help you smile flare

smile politely

smiles politely at the stranger

she smiled and brought it in with some help, it was pretty hefty, but she got right to work, laying lines in an unobtrusive manner and setting up intercoms with number plates.

"Thank you very much Alwina"

sets down a couple of boxes

and with such help, she got it done rather quickly

“Well that went rather quickly.”

*dave the tentacle rubs all over wales just to be a goof then wiggles away*

"in the language of the universe...i still don't care"

hides the visible scar on his jaw

She raises a brow at the tentacle. “Hmm, hmm. I wonder if you can help me capture a certain friend of mine.”

pats dave