5th Transmission - Audio

[heavyweaponsbot]

... Need a pair of hands. And cleaning equipment.

Got... organic bits stuck in my foot.

[He's just going to be pretending not to see all that carnage on his way back. Because repression is so very healthy.]

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[heavyweaponsbot]

Had... some what?

[No really. What? Short people? You're speaking gibberish, child.]

Yeah. There is that.

[It's bits of feather, bone, flesh... and just general goo from stomping all over the cockatrice.]

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[wayfoundwind.livejournal.com]

[This is quite possibly the grossest thing he's done in a while, but welp, here he goes! You're not ticklish, are you Ironhide? Scrub, scrub.]

I met some dwarves - seven of them, to be exact! - and they were really good at finding things like that. Rocks, crystals, jewels, you name it! They soooooort of thought I was a thief, though.

[HIS FIRST TIME MEETING PEOPLE ON ANOTHER WORLD and they tried to run away from him baw.]

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[heavyweaponsbot]

[He's not at all ticklish, at least on his feet, thankfully. He watches the cleaning idly for a moment.]

What are they?

[A pause.]

Did you steal from them, boy?

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[wayfoundwind.livejournal.com]

Oh, the dwarves? Miners, I guess!

[way to miss the question, Ventus.]

No way! I would never steal from anyone!

[WHY WOULD YOU THINK THAT oh man sadfacing so hard right now :C]