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I don't know what the hell is going on or why the world suddenly lost it's shit. But I am not dealing with any deadly robots. My past life may have known war, but this frail body of mine sure hasn't seen more then a scuffle in a club and I do not think ancient magic tricks will work against big metal creatures.

Hey..big wigs in the big building? Oh great mighty Bureau? Can we request a little protective custody here? Because I am not about being inside some real live video game.

If anyone else wants to haul ass to that one familiar building left standing then I am up for some serious getting drunk and pretending the world isn't under fire from alien robots.

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Well, I don't know about that. We'll need to keep our spirits up of course, but we should also be ready to help our fellow Different of need be, even if we cant do it through combat.

Not sure how helpful I can be. Don't really have any sort of skills for this kind of thing.

Honestly, that's true for me as well. But if there comes a point in all this where 'all hands are needed on deck' so to speak, it wouldn't do to be to drunk to be able to pitch in.

Who knows. Maybe i'm better off when I'm drunk. Don't feel pain, less inhibitions and less likely to be afraid of dying.

True, but fewer inhibitions also means a greater chance of doing something foolish that might lead you to actually dying.

Though if we do survive this madness, I may take you up on having a drink or two to celebrate, assuming you're still offering.

I'm always up for a drink and using celebrating surviving as an excuse is certainly a good enough one for me.

Then feel free to message me when and if we come out the other side of this. The first one will be on me, eh?

It's a deal! We will toast getting back to out not-so-normal lives.

That will be something to celebrate. Until then, darling.

[He gives a brief wave, then ends the call.]

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