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04/09/10(Fri)02:29 No.9078233>>9078135 You know what, why the fuck not.
"So, about the newcomers. . ."
"Yeah. Jehanne? That tall, blonde one? Total size queen. The bigger, the better with her, apparently. Aside from that, I don't know much. Give me a moment already, I've known her for like eight hours."
"And Carmine. . ."
"Complete psychopath. We had to keep her chained to the bed all night. She kept punching the pillow and the mattress for being lumpy, then she shot one of them with some huge gyrojet pistol and chewed through the headboard. Also, we had to take that big suit of armor of hers and keep it locked up in the basement, because if she wears it, she can break down walls by kicking them. Thankfully, we've got an alien repair bot to fix the damn house nowadays. Wish I could teach it to weed gardens," she sighs, pulling another dandelion."
"And. . . any luck finding a scientist to work on the alien tech?"
"I dunno, ask Samantha. She's in charge of personnel. But I haven't heard anything, so the answer is probably no. Was there anything else?" |