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* I FOUND HIM! I FOUND THE DAD! |
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No you didn't! Your evidence is circumstantial!! |
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* Sunny?? What-- what are you doing? This isn't what we-- |
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Just what is going on here? |
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Polyta, thank the Goddess you're here! |
This girl is a thief! You need to apprehend her at once! |
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* Thief!? THIS girl is a KIDNAPPER!!
* She slurped Coral's dad into a bauble and now she's selling him for fifty bucks a pop! |
But that's besides the point!! |
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Casandra, is this true? Did you steal the kobold's father? |
Polyta! I am shocked! Are you seriously implying that I would seal a sentient, thinking being inside this magical artifact, for nothing more than my own financial gain? Me??? |
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→ | Maybe give that orb to the kobold girl, Casandra. |
| I guess it's... possible... the serpent is lying about this |
| Look. If these monster girls came all this way and put in all this effort to scam you out of 60G. At this point I think they deserve it |
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We ought to take the conciliatory approach here. |
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Excuse you, we still haven't proven anything yet. |
Until the lizard and doggy crew produce some hard evidence for their outrageous claims, I'm not handing over a thing. |
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* What if... we break the orb?
* And then I can see if whatever ghost comes out is my dad! |
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Oh, please. You're gonna say it's your dad no matter what pops out! |
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| Why are we even arguing over this. It's 60G. |
| Why are you like this |
→ | We'll know it's her dad if it's a kobold ghost, won't we |
| Have you ever stopped to think about what it's like to interact with you? You're like a walking talking migraine. |
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That could be any kobold trapped in there! That doesn't prove anything! |
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How many kobolds do you have imprisoned in orbs?? |
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Well-- I mean they're evil kobolds, you know? They totally deserve it. |
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* What does it mean to deserve-- |
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Casandra. I understand you're protective of your property. |
But we have customs here, of justice and of fairness. |
I'm not going to make an exception for you just because we're dealing with outsiders here. |
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How dare you! I cannot BELIEVE-- |
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Girls!! Is everything okay??? |
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Ah!!! Goddess! Yes, yes, everything is fine. We're just having something of a... property dispute. |
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* Killer euphemism you got there, mate.
* Goldie here stole Coral's dad. |
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Oh no no no, don't fight! Peace and Love are the most important things in the whole wide world! We must never ever forget that, no matter what! |
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* Nice sentiment, mate, but judging by the moral character of some a' your followers here, it's worth about jack fuckin'-- |
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(Would you show some respect!?) |
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* ...Fine.
* Love and Peace and all that, but that doesn't change the fact that your girl over there trapped a dead dad inside that bit of glassware. |
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I swear, Goddess, there's not even a single dad in there! |
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Oh, a disagreement! It's okay, girls, even the bests of friends disagree sometimes! |
I know just the thing to do. |
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Why don't we go settle this with a nice, clean game of Beach Volleyball! |
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* Oh!
* That does sound fun! |
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What a wonderful idea, Goddess! |
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→ | Good thinking, go do that |
| Whatever gets me out of dealing with this |
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I hope you two have been practicing... |
Because word is? I'm a real demon on the court! |
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* BEACH FUCKING VOLLEYBALL!?? |
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