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[stars_struck]

[isn't it a lovely day? isn't it great to not have to be in an asylum? spring is in the air!]

[The sun is shining!]

[The birds are singing!]

[BRS just walked past you with a cruise missile over one shoulder!]

[um.]

[COINCIDENTALLY: shortly afterwards a CRUISE MISSILE explodes high in the skies above the town]

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[pimpsaw]

[HOW COME SHE DOESN'T GET ONE 8(]

[stars_struck]

--I didn't... have the option I had against Dead Master.

[pimpsaw]

Mn? And what's that?

[stars_struck]

[h-HESITATES]

... I... may have hugged her to death.

[pimpsaw]

... You're kidding.

[stars_struck]

[... ... ... sob]

[pimpsaw]

That's the most ridiculous thing I've heard in a while. [pffft]

[stars_struck]

[D:]

T-there was a situation!

[pimpsaw]

A situation that required lethal hugs.

[stars_struck]

Yes! ... somehow...

[pimpsaw]

My, I had no idea you were the affectionate type.

[stars_struck]

[D:]

It's not like-- [yes, yes it was]

[pimpsaw]

Not like what?

[stars_struck]

[...]

It got complicated.

[pimpsaw]

I see. [SHE SEES]

[stars_struck]

[WE WERE AFRAID OF THAT]

Um...