I can see why you value it....I must have it
*takes a few steps before lunging forward to grab it*
English
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[b]He instinctively closes his hand, and the Codex reassembles and shrinks into his palm[/b] Lethal, Lethal, Lethal.... It's been what, 40 years we've known eachother? I know when you get that gleam in your eye.
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*sits down on the ground* But I want it
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For what purpose? Do you know the stuff in here is more valuable than an entire section of the Galaxy?
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I don't care...I still want it though
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You can't have it. Go steal Decivers booze, or Python's guns...
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Deceiver would hit me in the head with a bottle and Python would break my limbs...the worst you did was throw me into an airlock and try launching me into the void of space
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And I'll do it again. Don't touch my Cube.
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Do you want me to keep begging for the cube every single second of the day until I get it? I don't think you'll get used to the whining and scratching very easily
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Go bother Ginger or Python for theirs. Why do you always want my stuff?
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Because your stuff is more fun to play with
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It is not. More dangerous, maybe. But not more fun.
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...I will get what I want
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Hasn't quite worked out in the past, has it?
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You're such an ass...I hate it
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I'm the ass... Yeah okay.
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*lays down on the floor dead silent and motionless*
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Uh... Are you okay? Cause if your not, I need to know so I can schedule a trash shut disposal
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*remains silent*
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Lethal... If you don't answer I'll throw you out the Airlock.
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*lets out a low growling*