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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Binder Fred" data-source="post: 5899830" data-attributes="member: 63746">"Ur," is Sloor's comment on that particular comeback. "Cause I ask fawr frecsing help every three frecsing hearbeats, right? Seriawsly, didn't you use taw wark in frekking enfawrvement, Mack man?" Turns to Mir: "And you, Sra: tracking bits awf furry nawthing acrawss alien jungles fawr a living... How hard can a frekking *cup* be? Right?"<Response Mir and Mack?>"I'm all ears, Mack man. What *will* we daw abawt that?" The besalisk widens his eyes innocently -- though he *is* beginning to feel a bit uncomfortable about the casual way Mack is talking about... imperial topics.<Response Mack?>"Yeah, that frekking surprised me too... And nawthing that simple," grins back Sloor over his shoulder, "awr saw shawrt awn prawfits." The grin sharpens.Sloor blanches - litterally blanches - Didn't even lower his voice - can't believe this crazy- Looks around in as business-like a manner as he can manage... Nobody too close, but still. A few steps and it's Darius that now has a heavy arm draped over his shoulders, forcing him to stoop to Sloor's level as they walk on: "I think that neimawidian walking back there didn't quite hear you." The besalisk whispers directly into his ears. "Awr haw abawt that gammawrean huddle that turned the cawrner earlier? *They* might nawt have heard. Awr the frekkers behind all these handy dawrs we keep crossing every ten steps? Naw, really, I think you should repeat it lawder, you crazy mudcruch bastard."The jedi can *feel* the emotion thrumming in the contracted bicep and tensor muscles of the alien's arm.</blockquote>

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