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[battle_genius]

Who: A-Tards and assorted dumbasses friends
When: Day 37, Noonish
Where: Apartment Y
What: Reclaiming Y

[There are a small pile of kids milling about the rooms today, checking out this one or that one... and coming across a conundrum... ... a door with an empty looking set of apartments.]


... So why don't we just make them fight us if they got a fucking problem with it?

Comments

[storming_in]

I like that plan.

[battle_genius]

Reminds me, I need to talk to that tattooed asshole for stickers.

[storming_in]

Which tattooed asshole?

[pyxis_warning]

[OBSERVING!!]

[pyxising]

I nominate you to represent our cause, then.

[battle_genius]

Hope they're worth it, then.

[pyxis_warning]

You're claiming this place?

[sharksong]

Wait . . . who?

[battle_genius]

... no clue.

[leapsandbound]

[looking at the empty rooms]

[... shrug]

[pyxis_warning]

. . . Faith?

[lightmyfire]

Who would we be fighting...?

[battle_genius]

Fuck if I know. No one if they're weak shit, we'll find somewhere else. Might really be empty too.

[cloakanddaikon]

[Coming down from the floor above, leaning against the wall, and.

That's a completely safe group. Talking about completely safe things, too.]

Agito. What are you doing?

[battle_genius]

Nothing.

[pyxis_warning]

[OH IT'S . . . I have no idea who that is . . .]

[leapsandbound]

Nobody looks like they're using it ...

[battle_genius]

I'm not catching a fresh scent either.

[cloakanddaikon]

[Just. Just a moment.

Glancing between you, and Agito, and you, and . . . ]

Wind?

[pyxis_warning]

You're going to live with them?

[pyxis_warning]

[I will just. hover in the back like a creeper...]

[battle_genius]

...

[Well that's an unexpected face.] Fuck.

[autorejoin]

I'm always up for a fight.

[sharksong]

You're just like them.

[pyxis_warning]

. . . who the hell are you?