Well-- it is now? But, uh, if you don't wanna test that on anyone here, maybe let's not. We're all gonna be in such shit if anyone walks out of here bleeding, me and Wrath are probably technically supposed to supervise.
[After a bit of just futzing around with shaft jokes and golf club swinging his corpse arms, he'll eventually just ease himself down to sit next to Envy. Ouch. It's fine.]
You're worried? About tomorrow, or something else?
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No, no, that'd turn it into a two-handed weapon. I like one in each.
[Doing another swing but
he accidentally lets go of it with his stiff and it rockets off to the other side of the room - banging into the one of the pods.]
Oops!
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[She'll go get him his stupid golf toy for babies I guess!]
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[holding out his hands for it?]
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It wasn't a suggestion, it was a threat.
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or like. make a motion to knight her. it's probably not official.]
There's no voting tomorrow, Harrow. It's Thursday.
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[he's like, half concerned and half laughing, he's already tipsy, what do you want from him.]
You're gonna give someone a concussion that way.
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[not exactly. But he stops swinging to just inspect the end of it.]
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....Wrath is, anyway, I am taking a night off.
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You're worried? About tomorrow, or something else?
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[just taking a long sip of his drink, leaning very very gently.]
I'd offer you one but I don't know if you have enough blood for that to be safe.