I need something to do.

So they had to go with the straw kind instead of the cash-filled corpses then. Suppose it makes sense in a place where dollars mean fuck all.

Hey, Nik. Heading out. Be back later.

[ooc: ALKDJSFA BRB. My turn to do dishes/cook dinner. u__u]

Let him go, NOW! That's the only fucking warning you'll get.

I'll kill every last one of you if I have to.

Robin. Get the hell over here now if you're coming. I'm not sticking round.


[ooc: This? This would be the part in canon where a nice rip in reality appears~ >__>;;]