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[tasteslikecoconut]

Sooooo who's got some palladium they'd like to give me? No reason. Just need it. Preferably like. I don't know. One point six grams or so. Not greedy.

Oh, and some scrap metal. Again, no reason.

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[debts]

[ You're lucky she came here without one. Not that she needs weapons to perform the Deadly Thigh Trick TM. ]

we're propelled into a future, existing on a planet that's overrun by crime.
you need to be able to fight and think. you need to be coherent.

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[tasteslikecoconut]

[Tony is one lucky son of a bitch he hasn't been personally introduced to the Deadly Thigh Trick TM yet.]

So I'm going to write that one down as a glaring yes.
Glad we got that out of the way.

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[debts]

i've watched you deteriorate before. my guess is months.
that's a short window.
palladium and metal: anything else?

[ It's not like she'd actually say that you're probably one of the smartest people in the world and one of the only who could figure out what's going on, or anything. ]

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[tasteslikecoconut]

Money. Money would be good. Maybe a cherry turnover.

[No no, of course not.]

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[debts]

sorry. fresh out.
i'll keep you updated.

[ Widow out. And fuck Nick Fury — she's got her eye on you, Tones. ]

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[tasteslikecoconut]

I'm sure you will. Just knock before coming in the apartment, you'll give Capsicle an aneurism.

[You're terrifying even in third person brackets, Nat.]