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[Shortly after eating the omelet his drone wife had prepared, Greed found himself looking across the table, not at his drone wife, but at Martel. He practically leaps from his chair, earning himself looks of surprise from Loa and Dolcetto who were sitting where his drone children had been.]
You guys aren't here
We've always been here.
[That voice sounded like a drone voice, and what the hell were those colors?]
Action: Around Town:
[He's out the door faster than they can ask him what's wrong.]
[But why are there sledgehammers at the end of every driveway? Where did the mailboxes go.]
[He freezes as someone passes him by. Then double takes.]
[Was that Bradley? What the hell was he doing in Mayfield?]
[He grabs the closest sledgehammer, that was convenient, and runs after Bradley.]
[If you happen to be walking the streets, he's coming after you with a mailbox, full shield mode.]
You guys aren't here
We've always been here.
[That voice sounded like a drone voice, and what the hell were those colors?]
Action: Around Town:
[He's out the door faster than they can ask him what's wrong.]
[But why are there sledgehammers at the end of every driveway? Where did the mailboxes go.]
[He freezes as someone passes him by. Then double takes.]
[Was that Bradley? What the hell was he doing in Mayfield?]
[He grabs the closest sledgehammer, that was convenient, and runs after Bradley.]
[If you happen to be walking the streets, he's coming after you with a mailbox, full shield mode.]
