KAMPFF WEEK SEVEN

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the pygmalion. . . ONLINE LOGGING YOU IN . . . KAMPFF week seven Once you manage to get into your room, you'll notice that AL-2955 is waiting for you. She appears in the corner from her statue. She implores you to head towards the chapel, where three others await you. kampff rulebook taken info cards

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[refactor]

[ Jack gives her a weary smile when she walks in, since of the two of them, he did figure that Grell was going to be pretty pissed. Which, granted, they both had plenty of reason to be, so he wasn't actually going to fault them that, for once. But compared to Bull, Grell is definitely the one more option with emotions. He's actually prepared for her to lay into him, but when he sees how her glare softens, he ends up looking away. As it turns out, that's far more uncomfortable for him than getting yelled at. ]

Uh. Yeah. Doooon't worry sweetheart, I'm definitely not keen on a repeat. Promise.

[erythristic]

I'd hope so. You only have one hand remaining, after all.

[can you be truly angry at a man when he's already obviously suffering for what's happened?]

...Not to mention, it'd be a nuisance if you died.

[does that sound halfway like caring about his survival? she's too exhausted to mind if it does.]

[refactor]

[ He laughs lightly, if weakly, but it's followed by a dismissive pfft sound. ]

Yeah, gotta keep at least one. I- I mean, gotta— [ He starts to laugh more, but seems to realize that the joke he's about to make may not go over well. Which is sad, because dammit who doesn't love a super hilarious masturbation joke? But probably her. Probably anyone here, since even Jack can recognize that it's probably not the time for jokes.

He sits back as comfortably as he can manage, and he nods. ]

But, yeah, probably stressed you two out, so, uh. My bad on that one.