Iedas: Aww, is that all puppy has? Here I thought I was getting a hound dog. Turns out you’re just a little bitch. Too bad.
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Fable: Just where do you think you’re going?
[crash]
Iedas: Hello there sweeties. So nice of you to come out and play with. [giggles]
Prose: [whispering] I’ll take care of her, go check on Flora.
Iedas: Oooh. I’ve always wanted a puppy of my own to play with. We’re going to have so much fun together.
Voices in the distance:
Sirius: Altair!
Ume: Is she okay?
Sirius: [choked sob] What did I do?
I’m sorry…
I just…
…couldn’t bear the thought of him dying…
Blaze: Aquila. What the fuck?
Aquila: What? He’s not dead. He’s just bleeding profusely.
Pantomime: He’s a council member…
Aquila: He was being an asshole.
Blaze: [sighs] I’ll go get the mop bucket.
Pantomime: What are you going to do with him?
Aquila: Put him in the dumpster where he belongs.
Pantomime: You should give her a job, Blaze.
Blaze: Shut the fuck up. All of you.
Aquila: Pathetic welp.
Thunk.
Shade: Fuck. Okay, Aquila, I get–
Chomp.
Screaming.
Altair: How sweet. You actually care about the consequences of your actions. Maybe if you would’ve the first time we wouldn’t be here.
Sirius: You’re not being fair.
Altair: None of this is fair. Just do it already. I don’t want to feel anything for him anymore.
Sirius: Your call, sweetheart.
[gunshot]
“Guess I’ll just have to find her myself then.”
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