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<blockquote data-quote="izillama" data-source="post: 6103674" data-attributes="member: 79171">Crossing&nbsp; her arms firmly over her chest, Clover frowned icily and held her&nbsp; ground, regarding the dead man with disdain, &quot;Why is it always cryptic&nbsp; messages? Just once, can't someone die after telling us&nbsp; something useful? Like... 'I'm terribly sorry for having the audacity to&nbsp; die in front of you, Miss. But before I go, you might like to know that&nbsp; there are vampire-eating zombies beyond the barricaded door at the far&nbsp; end of the corridor. There are approximately ten of them and they can be&nbsp; vanquished with a hard blow to head. Thank you for coming to our aid&nbsp; and, again, I am so sorry for dying at your feet.' There. Yes. That&nbsp; would be much better.&quot;She quirked an eyebrow at her companions, who had all turned to stare at her callousness, and shrugged, &quot;In any case, there is no way&nbsp; I'm going first. Go make like good cannon fodder and get in there. I've&nbsp; got your backs.&quot; Clover made little &quot;shooing&quot; motions with her hand,&nbsp; then brought up her pistol to the ready; very wary of anything coming up&nbsp; behind them as they pressed forward on this fool's errand. [OOC]That's the first thing that came to my mind and I'm sticking to it <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f61b.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":P" title="Stick out tongue&nbsp; &nbsp; :P"&nbsp; data-smilie="7"data-shortname=":P" />[/OOC]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="izillama, post: 6103674, member: 79171"] Crossing her arms firmly over her chest, Clover frowned icily and held her ground, regarding the dead man with disdain, "Why is it always cryptic messages? Just once, can't someone die [I]after[/I] telling us something useful? Like... 'I'm terribly sorry for having the audacity to die in front of you, Miss. But before I go, you might like to know that there are vampire-eating zombies beyond the barricaded door at the far end of the corridor. There are approximately ten of them and they can be vanquished with a hard blow to head. Thank you for coming to our aid and, again, I am so sorry for dying at your feet.' There. Yes. That would be much better." She quirked an eyebrow at her companions, who had all turned to stare at her callousness, and shrugged, "In any case, there is [I]no way[/I] I'm going first. Go make like good cannon fodder and get in there. I've got your backs." Clover made little "shooing" motions with her hand, then brought up her pistol to the ready; very wary of anything coming up behind them as they pressed forward on this fool's errand. [OOC]That's the first thing that came to my mind and I'm sticking to it :P[/OOC] [/QUOTE]

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