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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 2:12 am
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He had forgotten just how... how special Deimos was. Sandwiches. He supposed it wasn't such a strange request for a prisoner, but the purple-haired Galacitc's tones and manner were more reminiscent of a child than a great commander.
Speaking of Commanders, Star really must be worried if he hadn't puffed up and preened at 'brilliant at what you do'. It really was very entertaining to hear Faleen telling the spindly man things he'd been thinking since meeting up with Star out on the road, even better that Star had to take it.
After a brief pause KO's eyes slid back to Deimos. The man was an idiot (genius), but possibly a useful one to him. "No, I'm afraid sandwiches aren't included in a standard first aid kit." KO paused there, and appeared to think for a moment. He had no intention of allying himself with the Galactic leader of course but if Deimos thought he had a friend in him that could be useful to Team Rocket, and if it was then his own position might advance.
"I might be able to get you some," he went on slowly, "I'm not very important around here you understand, but I can try. What kind of sandwiches do you like?"
For the good of the team, oh yes.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2012 6:16 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 7:55 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2012 3:19 am
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'no harm done' This caused Faleen's eyebrows to arch, looking extremely unimpressed. "You broke a team mates nose, for one. And you've been working for organizations like this for long enough to not be able to use the excuse of being new. Enough excuses, there is no bartering, guilting, or pleading your way out of this Star. And please stop acting like this is the end of the world for you, this isn't going to destroy your chances with us, a chance that we gave you for helping us save our friends." Faleen frowned softly, a red tint brushing over her cheeks. "So just calm down, and instead of arguing with me, start thinking of ways to start stepping up."
The Agent stepped forward and gestured for Star to stand up. "Lets go."
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