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Hello, Again
"Fine!" a loud male voice with a noticeable Cajun accent echoed down the hallway of the ship. If one were to come around the corner, they would notice a tall, brown haired man with fiery red eyes, and wearing a brown duster of his plant uniform, standing in the middle of one of the ship's hallways, shouting at--the wall? Some may recognize and remember him. Other, not so much.
"Be dat way!" he continued to shout at the wall, pointing at it as if to emphasize his point. "Gambit dun want none of your cake anyway! You find somebody else's head to toy wit, 'cause Gambit done wit you!"
"Be dat way!" he continued to shout at the wall, pointing at it as if to emphasize his point. "Gambit dun want none of your cake anyway! You find somebody else's head to toy wit, 'cause Gambit done wit you!"
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She had no idea what a Bayou was, but she would make sure to put that on her "need to learn" words.
"It's good to see you Gambit! What have you been up to?"
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She paused. "What's the last thing you remember?"
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She sighed. "And there were also zombies taht managed to infect quite a few in the pod. We succeeded, but it wasn't exactly the best mission ever."
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She sighed. "Most of them were left behind and had to fight the zombies."
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