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Grrrar not sure she like Moonskulls, but Shoot never looked so clean. Grrrar miss the frayed wires though.
(Armory Moonskull) Well, they were one short wire away from vaporizing you and your friends.
Grrrar know that, Grrrar still miss the look. More menacing that way.
(Brittleshine) **slightly raspy** Maybe we can wonder glue some scrap electronics to it later. Now that we are geared up, let's meet this Dancing Doll.
(Dancing Doll) Wait no longer, ladies. Dancing Doll is right here. Ooo lala, I’ve never seen a hellhound up close before. Let alone such a beauty of a female one. I’ll try anything once if you're up for it bebe?
**magical energy weapon powering up** Can Grrrar shoot Doll Pony? Or better yet, Can I eat the canned pony?
(Dancing Doll) Whoa sorry, no offence meant. I was just complimenting your looks little doggie. Now you must be Brittleshine.
(Brittleshine) **slightly raspy** Yes…**mumbling** and I now see what Firestorm meant by it being more of a punishment to us than him.
(Dancing Doll) Well then, Dancing Doll at your service. And do fee free to service me in return. I’m a bit of a neo-necrophiliac.
(Brittleshine) **slightly raspy** I have a marefriend you perverted smooth coat!
(Dancing Doll) Ooo lala, even better. Would you consider letting me watch or perhaps join in sometime?
(Brittleshine) **slightly raspy** I don't often breath pink cloud, but I’ll make the acception with you if you make another comment like that. I have it on good authority that Steel Ranger armor is not impervious to the stuff. I won’t breath enough to kill you, but I’ll fuse you to the inside of your armor.
(Dancing Doll) Y-yes understood, sorry ma’am.
(Brittleshine) **slightly raspy** Hope your packed, we are leaving immediately. Do you know the way to the ghoul settlement nearby?
(Dancing Doll) **clearing throat** Yes, Mausoleum. They are based out of an old mausoleum in the cemetery. The grounds are crawling with ferals, but don’t worry, I’ll protect you ladies. You can repay me later if you know what I mean.
(Brittleshine) **slightly raspy** You know what, Grrrar, you can shoot him. I don’t think Firestorm or Frostmane will care.
(Armory Moonskull) As long as he doesn't die, I think they’ll throw you a banquet if you did.
Grrrar more than happy to then.
(Dancing Doll) **metal thudding to the floor** N-no! Please don’t, I’m sorry. Y-you look like capable mares...and stallion, I will simply lead the way.
(Brittleshine) **slightly raspy** Then get moving soldier. I want to be at Mausoleum by the end of the day.
(Dancing Doll) Well then, Allons-y.
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