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[explosivecombat]

[TEXT; LOCKED TO doitrockapella]

The offer for conversation is always open, should you desire to take me up on it; I can't guarantee that I'll respond immediately, nor will it necessarily be the response you want, but I'll always respond in some way.

In the name of enlightened discourse.

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[explosivecombat]

Oh, I'm aware of that.

[doitrockapella]

And I notice you haven't.

[explosivecombat]

Yet.

[doitrockapella]

Oh, come now, that answer's a little overtly villainous for your tastes, isn't it?

[explosivecombat]

Does it help if I promise that said gift won't involve the destruction of a major city?

[doitrockapella]

I have a feeling that the only time you'd do that for me — these days, at least — is when I wouldn't be around to see it, anyway.

[explosivecombat]

If you want complete honesty, I probably wouldn't.

[doitrockapella]

No?

[explosivecombat]

Don't get me wrong; I would destroy something on a large scale eventually - either because I was ordered to do so, or simply because the desire struck me to do so.

But I wouldn't do it for you - after all, I still don't know where all your valuables are.

[doitrockapella]

Sie würden halten unser Arrangement mit meinem Speicher?

[explosivecombat]

Unfortunately, it's not nearly that romantic.

I just don't think you'd appreciate the irony if I managed to hit one of them while in the process of working your memory out of my system.

[doitrockapella]

And to think I was hoping you'd pine for me.

If I did disappear someday, is there something of mine you'd want?

[explosivecombat]

I would be fine with anything I would receive from you; given how you tend to operate, anything I would get would have been significant to you simply because you owned it in the first place.

[doitrockapella]

What if I left you a request along with it?

[explosivecombat]

What sort of request?

[doitrockapella]

It's nothing difficult.

If I up and disappear someday, keep an eye out for Kant for me, won't you? I know consolation isn't your strong suit, but it'd be enough to just...make sure he's all right. Check in once in awhile, maybe. Talk to him.

[explosivecombat]

Surely you're not implying you would leave him to me...?

[doitrockapella]

Of course not. There's already a plan in place for what they're supposed to do without me.

I just know he'll just take it badly, that's all.

[explosivecombat]

I'm sure I can manage that much, then.

[doitrockapella]

He better not end up with you, anyway. He'll tell you all my secrets.

[explosivecombat]

Is he that bad about it?

[doitrockapella]

Don't start getting any ideas. But yes, he's an incorrigible snitch, provided you ask the right questions.

And I'm well aware you'd ask the right questions.

[explosivecombat]

Oh, come now, you can't say something like that and expect me to not get any ideas.

But I'll do my best to behave. Just for you.

[doitrockapella]

You really must be getting ideas. All of a sudden you're insufferably charming.

What would you ask him that you couldn't just ask me firsthand?

[explosivecombat]

Well, nothing comes to mind now - although that's a bit of a flawed question, when you think about it.