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[lovernotafighter]

[The video began with an armorless Tucker looking vaguely worried; he wasn't exactly the best at hiding what he felt at any given moment, either with or without the helmet. Now? Now was no exception.

He cleared his throat. Sure.]

Hey, so exactly how bad would it be to be put on an Active Threat List? Like on a scale of one-to-ten?

[Nope. Not guilty at all. Nope. He didn't do anything wrong.]

Tooootally asking for a friend. Yep.

[Because he was friends with himself, dammit, so it wasn't untrue.

Crap.]

Comments

[epsilol]

Because all your friends live in the same fucking house!

[ He's been feeling progressively shittier the last couple days and finding out Tucker did something stupid isn't helping at all. ]

[lovernotafighter]

Oh, thanks for caring about me, Church.

[Yeah, so much about that "asking for a friend".]

[epsilol]

The reds aren't even around and you still managed to make a robot want to kill you! How is that even possible?

[lovernotafighter]

My magnetic wit and charm, clearly.

[epsilol]

I hate you. [ He coughs, muffles it behind his arm before continuing. ] So fucking much.

[lovernotafighter]

[Enjoy getting that nice, shiny new organic body sick, Church.] It's not like I wanted this to happen!

[epsilol]

You know what this means, right?

[lovernotafighter]

No, but I know you're about to tell me.

[epsilol]

Wash is going to double down on the whole security thing. We're going to be back to wearing armor 24/7.

[ Thanks a lot, asshole. And he coughs again. ]

[lovernotafighter]

[Oh, yeah, about that...]

You should really have a talk with Wash about the armor.

[epsilol]

Hard pass.

[lovernotafighter]

No, dude, just fucking do it. It's important.