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Who: A rogue latrine orderly, her backup, AND YOU
When: Day 16, afternoon
Where: Every apartment (except her own, that one is already sparkling and pristine)
What: A great degerming

[Lucky has her bucket of cleaning supplies slung over one arm, and she's pounding on your door.]

HOUSEKEEPING!

((If you're answering a door, put the apartment in the subject line por favor ♥ ))

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We have a history.

An' we're askin' ya ta look past it.

This doesn't look like askin' to me.

Oops. C'mon, ya really wanna start somethin' over this?

Edited 2012-01-21 21:56 (UTC)

Depends.

On?

Unlucky, you, my mood. You know, the usual.

H'm I s'pposed ta know your usual when we've never met. . .

Anybody's usual.

No one else has stopped us.

[Wrinkles her nose.] They're not Vulps.

Orange ya glad of that, 'f this is how ya react ta another one of ya? I thought ya colored teams usually kit along within the same unit.

I'm not from a team!

Fox are, Vulpecula's a team.

[Snorts.]

That stupid murdercave place is way after my time.

[ doesn't know jack about old sabra ICly . . . ]

'f ya say so.

[Isn't really in the mood to explain. :|b]

You guys ready to leave yet?

'S Lucky's choice. But if she really wants ta do this an' ya should really get outta the way.

...Forget these guys. It's just gonna take me twice as long if I have to clean their blood off it.

Okay, then.

Edited 2012-01-21 22:45 (UTC)

[KIND OF REGRETTING IT NOW THAT SHE'S SHUT THE DOOR THOUGH]

Change yer mind? There's always tryin' a second pass, once ya got the others done.

You're right. I can get back at 'em later.

Yup.

Your blood.

[Closes the door.]

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