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theres a place here. the LunaBelle. fancy eatin place kinda far in
they gotta load of droids here that dont WANNA be here, got it? i wanna help em leave. but one against a bunch aint really good odds for anybody
got some shit i can trade if you got the manpower to clear this mess out
they gotta load of droids here that dont WANNA be here, got it? i wanna help em leave. but one against a bunch aint really good odds for anybody
got some shit i can trade if you got the manpower to clear this mess out
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if youre scared of a lil danger this aint the job for you. aint no shame to that
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i'll still help if you got a solid plan.
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already said my plan. fight off the badies and lead the bots out. how aint that a plan?
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[and despite his obvious grumbling about her not changing her mind and everything else, he's still set on helping her even if he doesn't know her!]
where are you anyways? i'll come.
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bathroom at the fancy ass restaurant. kinda locked myself in here once they started being dumb about it all
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what fancy ass restaurant? what does it look like from the outside?
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[thankfully, he has a vague idea where that is since he saw it before. it was too flashy not to have.
(he'll deal with the embarrassing fact she probably means she is in the girls bathroom later. he's hasn't even thought about that yet.)
he's on his way now! (will action this if you like?)]
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[OOC: Sure. Action away! And she is in the girl's room.]