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[cloakanddaikon]

Who: Anyone
When: Day 50, late morning
Where: Here and there
What:

[A few hours in, and the halls far more resemble a messy abattoir rather than the last bastion of civilization. Batmonkey corpses, batmonkeys on fire (careful there!), and more than anything, lots and lots of live batmonkeys.

Well, Thusia? How goes your morning?]

Comments

[outofthemud]

I don't want more of them in there. [It's already filled with carnage.]

[besomeothername]

[Holding out the pot to him then]

So why not cook the ones you have?

[outofthemud]

[Snatches the pot.] Because I'm looking for something I don't have to cook.

[besomeothername]

[Reaching behind him for the salt and pepper to hand to Kanda]

Can always eat them raw then. Could be tasty.

[outofthemud]

[... Smacks the salt and pepper out of his hands.] Why don't you go try that?

[Get yourself sick, why don't you.]

[besomeothername]

[Flails as he tries to catch them]

Whoa, whoa, Boss. Have Lenalee switch you to decaf, yeah. You're way too high strung.

[outofthemud]

Do you want something or are you just here to be annoying?!

[besomeothername]

It's not what I want--

[Le sigh]

Why don't I fry some of these up for you to take home while you gather the non-perishables? Then you won't have to cook, yeah.

[outofthemud]

I just want them gone! [Smacks another one away.]

[besomeothername]

[Ducks under flying batmonkey projectile]

I could take the corpses out of your apartment if that helps, yeah. And you can just chill in there until they leave.

Or until they all get skewered. Whichever comes first.

[outofthemud]

[Huffs.] I'll throw them out when all the ones out here are dead.