-Nods-
There. Up ahead, 100 meter. -Points up ahead-
-And sure enough, up ahead you can see a campfire of sorts-
-Along with a small group of hooded figures surrounding it
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Oh, now zhat's just rude- calling someone like me a bitch just for asking a question? Ze name's Dr.9 anyvay.
Vell I happen to like ze Limanovichs- and I have concerns, and veally- no-vone vants to have to fight, right?
Zis can be over zery quickly if ve're just civil.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postAh- now zhat's vhere you're kind of wrong.
See- vhen zhey have a problem- and I'm around- I'm liable to step in and make it my problem.
And believe me- you don't vant to fuck vith me.
Because you see- I'm mad.
Mad how- you say? Vell- you know zhere is a vord zhat I don't recognize in my dictionary... you know vhat zhat vord is?
Ist overkill. -activates the beacons-
-mere milliseconds later, the Jackbots spawn in all of their positions, primed and ready-
Vhat you see here- ist state of ze art Jackbots- Extra Large- and zhese puppies laugh at your anti-tank guns and can single-handedly turn ze tide in a skirmish.
Zhese puppies zhat stare you down vight now are loaded vith ze finest in missiles- any normal person vould be utterly obliterated... oh- and zhey have vone hell of a punch.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-looks at the one who called her queen bitch- Damn right- I'm ze queen bitch.
-looks at the one who said what they want- So- you vant zheir information on- vhat, exactly? In fact- Liman, Leman- come out-
I'm going to preside over zis- and make sure nobody is firing guns, got it?
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

-Nodsnods-
-And heads out, leading 9 along the way-
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