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Mostro Lounge
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Oh, are you...? No, I don't see an anemone on your head. I'm afraid we're having a staff meeting right now. If you don't have a stake in this matter, I must ask your leave for us to sort this out internally. |
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Grrr... You think I don't have a stake in this? I was planning on studying on my own and out scoring these guys in a fair competition. And now you've ruined that. I think I DO have a stake in here! |
| Uh-oh. They've offended Jack's principles. | This is the last thing I need right now. |
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[MC], Jack? Are you here to save us?! |
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Don't get me wrong. I'm disgusted with every last one of you. Why would I side with the slimeball offering shady backroom deals OR the guys who chose to let others do their work for them? |
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What are you here for, then? |
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Actually, I think Jack's right. He's given me the wake-up call I needed. If you wanna win, you gotta snatch that victory yourself! In other words... If I can snatch my contract from Azul by force and tear it up, it's null and void! |
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Hey, now that you mention it... |
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Who needs specialties when we've got numbers?! GET HIM! |
| These guys are hopeless. | Speaking of principles, some folks around here could use them... |
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Dear me. I really didn't want to resort to violence, but alas. Jade. Floyd. Play with them for a bit. |
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Understood, sir. |
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Oh man, I get to squeeze 'em all? Ha ha, niiice. |
Battle!
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Mostro Lounge
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Geez, what a bunch of wimps. They're barely worth squeezing. |
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It's like a whole school of feeble small fries, |
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How many kindsa magic can this Azul guy bust out? I call shenanigans! |
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Did Azul's golden contract deflect all of your attacks? |
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Argh. This is just showing me how hard i lean on my specialty normally... |
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Without his fire magic, Grim's nothing more than your garden-variety weasel. |
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Myah... I ain't a weasel... *Thunk* |
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You have all signed these golden contracts. An official contract is completely unbreakable, regardless of how many bodies you throw at it. No magic can harm this document in any way. Heh heh heh... As long as the sea anemones stay on your heads, you will have no choice but to follow my orders. Why don't you start by cleaning up the lounge? You can handle ingredient prep work afterward. Go on, now. On your feet and get to work! |
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Is this for real...? |
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Jade. Floyd. You're in charge of instructing the new staff. |
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Yes, sir. |
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Yessir! |
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You're...Jack Howl from Savanaclaw Dorm. And you're [MC] from Ramshackle Dorm, I believe? I would appreciate it if you took your leave now. Why don't you come by as costumers next time? You're welcome whenever you like. |
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Grrr... C'mon, [MC]. We'd better fall back and regroup. |
| But what about Grim and the others? | All right. |
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