tsunny_sunday | (no subject)

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Ugh, I hate these clothes, fricking Jinn...

OKAY, short midgety creeper things that work for the creepy girl, I need a place to dump a bunch of short chittering people out of a truck, where do I dump them.

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..What.

Why did you grab Onni's retarded clone.

I needed what little was in her head.

Well, it got me retroactively promoted and tied down with a leash, so fuck you.

Well it won't matter soon enough.

It matters to me, so go fuck yourself.

I'm saying you won't be tied down long, jesus.

And I'm saying "The fact I'm tied down pisses me off, and I'm blaming you."

Well feel free to try and kill me or whatever.

You know this is your own fault for being too lazy to protect Onee.

That wasn't an order I was to follow.

What.

The stupid bitch never ordered me to protect her.

And you didn't take any initiative, now you're in a pantsuit.

Why the hell should I take initiative for a bunch of hipster bitches I don't even like?

So you don't have to go to meetings in a pantsuit when you just want to drink and pass out in your underwear.

N-no. That's stupid.

Oh right, float in a pool in an inner tube.

What.

I'm miserable, okay!?

..Why?

Because I hate following orders! And doing shit!

...Well that's why I'm gonna help you, god!

Then do it quickly before I get mad at you for real!

... I imagine I know what you are speaking about with the "short chittering people".

Just return them to where you found them, miss.

Fine. They were all fucking useless anyways.

I imagine so.

Of course, I imagine that they would have eventually removed themselves from your presence, regardless.

What.

They would have removed themselves from your presence eventually. There is no simpler sentence than that.

... I want to ask how, but nope. I don't care about your creepy voodoo shit with the creepy bimbo.

Very well.

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