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[oh_wowee]

 It was pretty much like every other day in Mordhaus. The roadies were dying unsightly deaths, the band had gotten out of practice and went to do whatever it is they did on their free time, and as such, Toki was off building his model airplanes.

To be quite honest, however, he'd been rather edgy as of late. Short tempered and snappish at anyone who

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[dats_dildoes]

"I's likings to see you tries a thing like dat."

Yeeeah, remember what we said earlier about the lack of survival instinct? There it was again.

[oh_wowee]

Toki would have, could have, even, but... well, it was Skwisgaar, so he just grabbed one of the blonde's arms and tried to tug him away. "Gets away from de doors! I can'ts be here with you!"

[dats_dildoes]

His brow furrowed at that, blinking, not sure whether or not he should actually be hurt by that statement, and deciding to clear it up, "Why nots?"

[oh_wowee]

"EVERYTHINGS I CARES ABOUT DIES!"

With that, he tried tugging Skwisgaar away from the door again, to no avail. His arms had gotten tired by lugging that damn flamethrower for a few hours.

[dats_dildoes]

That and Skwisgaar was heavy when he was being stubborn.

He did, however, blink at the statement, brow furrowing, trying to sort out how to respond to that, "well... dat's is... uh..."

He shook his head then, "I's got nothin' to say to dat."