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[amoray]

So what are you gonna do when they outlaw all that superheroin' nonsense you all lowe so damn much?

[to his credit, he's trying to sound grave. (it isn't working.)]

We take this - and we're goin' to, since we got such big pushers for mustard-bellied diplomacy in charge around here - they ain't gonna be satisfied 'til they got us all on leashes. And at the first signs a dissent, they're gonna hang us by 'em. I sure hope you lot can handle the usage a our powers bein' a criminal offense, since that's the next thing to go. A Wulcanus gun in ewery Natiwe hand and a trackin' chip in ewery filthy imPort, right?

[a theatrical pause. contrary to his usual habit of getting worked up in his tirades, eridan's been very calm (albeit smug in his "my unreasonable paranoia was entirely justified" kind of way) but no less intense throughout.]

We start goin quietly into that good fuckin' nocturnal phase and we aint newer gonna stop.

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[neptunia]

[ well it's not like she disagrees ]

I break the Vulcanus gun. If that does not teach them, I break their hand. So on.

My priority is my home, Eridan. Import or not, I am not involved with this.

[amoray]

What if they start tryin' to police us in particular? Considerin' what Nam was doin', they probably got a healthy fear a us ocean folk.

And that means they probably got a plan or two to take us down in the works.

[neptunia]

Then I will end them. But no sooner.

They move first, I retaliate a thousandfold.

[amoray]

But Nam, think a us here stuck on land all exposed and sh-

[a beat. A PURPOSEFUL, UNFUNNILY SMUG BEAT.]

Oh wait.

[neptunia]

[ she pauses, unsure of what to say ]

How do you plan to go about this, boy?

[amoray]

Probably not goin' to step in until I hawe to. You know, 'til it starts botherin' me personally.

Quen's got a couple a ideas.