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[wolfstrike]

[This is supposed to be his day off. But Yuri can't help but stop at a distance and stare up at his boss who is hanging from a telephone pole.

After a moment he lets out a dramatic side and approaches with Repede, looking up at the poor man.]

Hey Rick, comfy up there?

[profiteers]

Varrick.

[Why hasn't he fired you yet, jeez.]

And yeah, I happen to be very comfy.

[wolfstrike]

[Because he's good at guarding your boat. That's why.]

Yeah? Your face is looking a little red, there.

[profiteers]

That's the point. I'm increasing bloodflow.

[wolfstrike]

[... Seriously?]

You know, I hear your brain will explode if you do that too long.

[profiteers]

You've got a scientific basis for that, Yuri?

1/2

[wolfstrike]

[Science, huh?]

2/2

[wolfstrike]

[Not exactly his forte. Time to bullshit this.]

Sure. You know how you feel all that pressure in your head? That's your brain filling up with blood. It's all gotta go somewhere right? Eventually the pressure builds up and your head pops.

[profiteers]

I'm pretty sure that's a risk I'm willing to take.

[So much bullshit, Yuri. He's almost impressed.]

[wolfstrike]

Suit yourself, its your brain that's on the line.

[Yep. No shame.]