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[Something Evil]

A: "Well, there's arts and crafts, right? I mean, Thera's pretty good at making clothes and Clay's shop is littered with bits and pieces of things. I bet half of 'em only work in the fairy tales inside his head, but they're still there. You're kind and patient, so you'd make a great teacher, too... but everyone here is way past the age where they could learn anything except new ways for making trouble for other people... I don't really know..."

[The Merchant Of Menace]

"I suppose we'll just have to stick together" *Crystal sighs in mock exasperation*

[Something Evil]

*Plainly disregarding manners, Amy asks Crystal, mouth filled with food:*
"Speaking of sticking together, *gulp* did you meet that weird little dude that looks like someone tried to make a kids' toy as creepy as possible without getting called out on it?
*stuff food in mouth*
'Cause he's yammering people to go on an expedition of some kind, *chew* though I can't understand why you'd do that on foot when nothing's stopping you from doing air recon. *swallow* Thing is, I'm thinking of getting away from this place for a while. It's cozy, but I've been inside ships for longer than I'd want to, *add food* so I was planning on going too. *chew; chew some more* And having a bunch of looky-loos *gulp* to get mauled by wildlife first would beat just me and you keeping up with Clay as he's trying to see if any of the caves have something that might kill him inside."

[The Merchant Of Menace]

*Plainly disregarding manners, Amy asks Crystal, mouth filled with food:*
"Speaking of sticking together, *gulp* did you meet that weird little dude that looks like someone tried to make a kids' toy as creepy as possible without getting called out on it?
*stuff food in mouth*
'Cause he's yammering people to go on an expedition of some kind, *chew* though I can't understand why you'd do that on foot when nothing's stopping you from doing air recon. *swallow* Thing is, I'm thinking of getting away from this place for a while. It's cozy, but I've been inside ships for longer than I'd want to, *add food* so I was planning on going too. *chew; chew some more* And having a bunch of looky-loos *gulp* to get mauled by wildlife first would beat just me and you keeping up with Clay as he's trying to see if any of the caves have something that might kill him inside."

"Sure, that sounds like it'd be a good distraction anyway"

[Something Evil]

*A short, swift move sees a strip of meat leave Crystal's plate and end up in Amity's mouth via the panda's fork.*
A: "Well then, I'd better teach you how to shoot a gun.
*Finishing scarfing down her food, Amy yells:*
A: "KAA-TAA!"

[Twi]

"VAAAAAAAAAAT?"
A as in 'what', mind you.

[Tellemurius]

"Jesus what is with the people yelling around here?"

[The Merchant Of Menace]

*Crystal looks at her plate*
"I was going to eat that..."

[Tellemurius]

*eats some soup while watching people scream for each other*

[Phantom]

Berkar is drawn out of hiding by the screaming, and positions himself in an area where he can't see Clayton and vice versa.
"Let's see how this plays out."

[Something Evil]

"VAAAAAAAAAAT?"

A: "Hast du einige kleinkaliber Kurzwaffen?"
((Two can play at this game.))

[Tellemurius]

((Nein))

[Phantom]

"Чому так багато криваві німців десь тут?"
((Add in another. Oh and...
Not Russian.))

[Twi]

(( The heck is 'kleinkaliber'? Nothing recognizes it. >_>))
"Probably, lemme check."

[Tellemurius]

((you guys want to stop, ill sure as hell flood this place with something i know you won't be able to translate

Small caliber twi ))