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"Yo, there's no beep on this thing."
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"Yo, there's no beep on this thing."
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"Yo, there's no beep on this thing."
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"Yo, there's no beep on this thing."
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[a low whistle. he can do it, if it comes down to staying that long—optimally, if things go their way, yao will keep making mistakes enough for them to get a handle on thing, or access to whatever mechanism drew them here. michaelis warned him that much effort was expended in bringing them here, and being sent back wasn't exactly a priority for them.
he knows it's a stretch, but one who doubts everything gets nothing.]
It's a date, then.
[loftily said, as presumptuous as always. chaos has always been a favourite activity of hiruma's, and the firm pulse under the hand on his wrist stands a testament to that.]
However, you can't cause a quarter of the fucking trouble without a few hours of sleep. Our schedule doesn't stop, even if you've get gross bags under your eyes. Keep that in mind, Pinkman.