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“I’ll be straight with you, hardhat. I don’t particularly approve of your turret systems. But only on account of the fact that I feel all combat should be hand-to-hand. But otherwise, you’re doing a FINE job, I think.”

His words are encouraging, yes but also somewhat backhand.

“That bein said, I have a FEW questions. Mostly about those two old crazy brothers who are somehow STILL in my contact listings!”

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“Yeah-! You dunno the half of it, man,” She added with a nervous chuckle, darting inside as soon as he had opened the door enough to let her in. “Thanks by the way.”

As soon as he had tossed her the shirt, she scrambled to slip it over her head; Sliding it on without any difficulty. The pants were maybe a little wider for her narrow hips, but she could live with pulling them up every so often. It was better than nothing after all.

“Er- I wouldn’t even try, to be honest wit ya,” She called back as she walked out of the room and to the living room; Fiddling with the oversized pieces of clothing. “Last I know, everythin’s probably all burnt down or somethin’. The one time I’m not apart of the fun and everythin’ goes to hell- But noooo blame the scout.” The last bit of that was said in a low mutter as she looked around for a minute. “You gotta nice place here by the way.”

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What happened?! (ask-red-engie)

8. In their underwear on your muse’s doorstep (oh dear-)

“’Fore you ask,” The scout started, using her arms in attempt to keep herself covered for the most part. At least the parts that needed to be covered had something over them. “A game of cards went wrong, some fire was involved, and you were the closest place I could find, so could I barrow a shirt or somethin’?” She took a sweeping glance behind her. She already did her best to try and sneak over here, and she’d be damned if it was all for nothing.

“It’ll be just until I can get back and get my own clothes. Please?”

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