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[gotashortfuse]

[This is Michael. He looks rather annoyed about something as he hovers over the City, wings flared out behind him.]

OI! RAPHAEL! I GOT A CANDY FOR YOU AND I'M COMIN' OVER RIGHT NOW!

[Translation: He's right above your house and you have ten seconds to be prepared to see your wall die again.]

GET READY! HERE I COME!

[Errrrr...less than ten seconds. Here he comes!]

Comments

[gotashortfuse]

See?

And I'm not giving him the candy. This stuff sucks!

[shall_yield_us]

...oh, but he'd adore it.

[gotashortfuse]

Would not.

1/2

[shall_yield_us]

All right, so he'd suffer endlessly and be reduced to some impotent squirming and a nightmare or ten, and he might break down in tens and thousands of slivers of babbling nothing.

[shall_yield_us]

The difference's barely there.

[gotashortfuse]

[What he heard was "blah blah blah blahblah blah."]

You're batshit.

[shall_yield_us]

And?

[gotashortfuse]

You're really batshit.

[shall_yield_us]

Michael, if you mean to cut, thrust the sword in. And?

[gotashortfuse]

Get over here and I'll shove it all the way down your throat.

[shall_yield_us]

And risk a public deed of insubordination and impunity against a higher standing officer? Oh, surely, not even you.

[gotashortfuse]

Wanna bet?