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“This sounds like a you problem.”

"chill kitty cat"
She looked at red
"whats your name anyway?"

“I’m not a cat, I’m a Lupo.” She just raised an eyebrow. “It’s Projekt Red. But people just call me Red.”

he just reloads the sniper rifle with depleted uranium rounds because well halo?

"Anyone call you Red Riding Hood?"

"that would be dumb sir" granted he didn't even know what red riding hood was

"ehh? someone say hood?" looked up from his notes

"Not you, the wolf." Lazarus pointed to the wolf woman in the red cloak.

“Sometimes…why?”

"ehh? werewolves again cut me a break not wait thats not a werewolf" and with that back to his notes

"The cloak mostly, and the ears. Perfect set up for a fairytale really."

"until she kills you"

"Why is murder always the first thing on everyone's mind? Any of you actually taken a life? It's not fun, definitely not the go to solution if it can be avoided. Life is more fun with friends and not enemies." He was going to need another bottle to put up with this bloody place.

“Red…was not planning on killing someone.”

"buddy" he sets his pencil down

"all ive done for as long as i recall is kill"

"i was created to kill"

"That sucks, I'd be rethinking what landed me in such an awful spot." Lazarus pulled the stool out from under the bar beside him, "Does Red drink? Cause you are the only one not being depressing as Hell at the moment." He called for an Old Fashioned.

"being depressing? i don't follow"

“Red was raised to kill. Red kills people because that’s the mission…”