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"not arguing with that there"

She nods. "Healthy, too."

"i think i'd only die from hunger and even then its just been random animals for the past 5 maybe 6 years ugh its been some time"

She nodded silently.

he just sighs and keeps from trying to touch the part of his neck where dracula bit him

"So you've been killing the man who killed you for a long time?"

"always been doing it alone ive had a few moments of being unable to take it"

"That is understandable. Take a break, have somebody else do it for once."

"no one else will or can"

"Surprising."

"no one cares enough to want to deal with him or there too scared to do anything"

"It'd be fun to shoot a round into his skull."

"not when its 4 times in one year in the end...you just get tired"

"You're right. And you're making it depressing."

"story of my friggin life"

"Bah, c'mon, be lively, you're in a bar."

"i nearly got shot in the face with an M32 rotary grenade launcher in a bar"

"...that's violent. I give up." She chugs a bottle she'd somehow retrieved from the counter and chugged it. Of course, she left money on the table.

"my main question is how he got it into the bar without raising a red flag i mean my sniper is easy to hide"

"...Hm..." She plops on the table, no longer paying attention.