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[meat_mooks]

|| Attention, crew. Those who wish to attend the funeral of Matthew O'Connor, please report to the Observation Deck. ||

Another death announcement so soon after the last. It's a sad day.

Once again, the Observation Deck is arranged for the launch. The departed crew member, better known as Punchy in his lifetime, is encased in a central pod. The deck is lit by the starlight pouring in from the open window, a blazing blue star that will soon be Punchy's final resting place.

Another life lost. Time to say farewell once more.

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[hit_girl_mindy]

Complain about weapons in the castle? Hit Girl personally just wanted to get a good look at them all. Who would the opportunity to see where Lash's mind was these days, when it came to artillery?

"Right," she said. "We'll help."

Just enough alcohol not to slur or stumble, but she definitely felt a buzz.