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[tinmedalsoldier]

[Wherever you are in Camp, a musketeer and a superhero have suddenly burst through the door--and just as suddenly slammed it shut behind them and thrown themselves across the doorway, as if to prevent something from following them inside.

They also seem to be having an argument.]

I don't know why I still listen to you!Yeah, I was kinda wonderin'

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[runstowardsfire]

*was milking this sheep in this old barn and the sheep is so startled it knocks over the bucket*

. . . What are you running from?

[runstowardsfire]

More for making cheese later then.

I'm Tiffany. Are you a soldier?

[tinmedalsoldier]

Yes, ma'am. Sub-Lieutenant Mullin Shetland, of the Mad-Thane Fleet of the Empire of Anatoray.

[runstowardsfire]

So you're trying to do some soldering in Camp?

[tinmedalsoldier]

I was trying to be useful. Soldiering is just what I'm good at.

[runstowardsfire]

That's not a bad thing. But do the things with huge teeth appear often?