[Yeah, he saw that. And he's not buying it, damn it. He clicks his claws against the side of his belt, an almost irritated little flick of fingers before he rolls his head to the side.]
Ammo would be important. Already got the briefing that violence to our... peers isn't going to be tolerated here. But I still want to be prepared. [He's a paranoid old ghost.]
He makes a rough sound, not unlike a noncommittal grunt at her inquiry.]
I got angry when I first showed up, but I didn't shoot anyone. It was after they saw the smoke coming off me that they decided I needed to be quarantined.
[Not shooting someone and not shooting are two different things.]
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Ammo would be important. Already got the briefing that violence to our... peers isn't going to be tolerated here. But I still want to be prepared. [He's a paranoid old ghost.]
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adjusting her course, the map following suit, sombra heads in the general direction of where the market's most recent location's been.)
Are you sure your body's what landed you in quarantine? Or were you making some trouble...
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He makes a rough sound, not unlike a noncommittal grunt at her inquiry.]
I got angry when I first showed up, but I didn't shoot anyone. It was after they saw the smoke coming off me that they decided I needed to be quarantined.
[Not shooting someone and not shooting are two different things.]
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(crooking a finger at him, HURRY UP YOU CLOUD OF ASH)
C'mon already, they're gonna sell out before we get there, old man.