[After careful consideration and resting on it for a day or two, Olivier decides on a course of action. She is hell-bent on investigating that dairy.]
[Phone, unfiltered : SUNDAY]Lieutenants and squad leaders, report in person. Do it before 8AM, or you're on my shit list
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Here's Tybalt with a rifle strapped to his back.
Here's Tybalt with a rifle strapped to his back and a grim look.
Also, it's 7:15 AM.
Yeah, this is what happens when you recruit him.]
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What are you planning to do now?
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...ma'am.
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You came.
[Hell, she's still putting all her damn layers on.]
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So... How may I be of service to you, hmm?
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Put the coffee down.
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I can't believe how many fucking idiots are in this goddamn town.
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Agreed. [NOT LOOKING AT HIM DIRECTLY. But at least she's acting like the next statement doesn't bug her.] Zevran's been gone since yesterday.
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You don't think that guy's actually stupid enough to take that fatass's offer, do you? Zevran's...kinda weird sometimes, but he's no coward - or at least, I didn't think so.
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Coward.
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I don't suppose I can convince you to turn back.
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[Far, far more than she wants to admit. The metal of his token seems to burn against her sternum.
She fires a warning shot near one of his feet.]
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Lucky day! Those are some nice melons!
[There's a sudden, draw out exclamation next to Olivier. If she looks, she'll see a spiky, blond haired man examining...cantaloupes on a stand.]
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...Is this really the time for that?
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[He picks up one for closer examination, testing it with his hand.]
Nice feel! And they're on sale too! It's a good buy, don't you think, miss?
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Is that really relevant?
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