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[mrballisticsdummy]

Oops.

Oh well.

"To be fair, Mr. Grumpy Face, I? Was exceptionally drunk. And Jon was....drinking. Does he get drunk?"

Jacobi's always the first to go, so he never remembers. "He never said your name, but - " The detonator. Their relationship. It kind of makes sense.

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"He was always a lightweight when I knew him. Can't say if being a spooky freak now changes that." He's gonna be salty for a while.

But, well. Since Jacobi already fucking knows. "My brother was an urban explorer and just so happened to go into the wrong building. The Circus was there first and they turned him into a bloody sideshow."

[mrballisticsdummy]

"And you blew it the fuck up."

Good.

Good. Jacobi would have made the same sacrifice.

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"Gave it was it was about four years overdue for."

But he's tired now, between his aches and the sudden change to an incredibly private topic, so he pushes off the bars properly now with a stiff smile.

"I'll message when I find out who else got Robocopped."

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He doesn't want him to go, but only because he doesn't want to be alone again. It's a selfish reason, so he doesn't say anything.

"I think I'm going to go with Terminator," he points out, turning back to his desk. "Seems more my aesthetic."