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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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[amoray]

Sure we could.

[beat.]

You done this stormin' the castle type shit with politicians before, so I'll leawe all a that to you. I can put together the muscle.

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[futureleader]

I knew I could count on you.

We also have to track Mitchell and Edward. Like it or not, they're going to play a lot into this operation because they're going to be our info cows.

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[amoray]

Considerin' they both got wendettas against me, I doubt I'm gettin' anythin' a use out of 'em.

If you got a plan, my hear ducts are open.

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[futureleader]

Mitchell doesn't like me. But I think you're forgetting something Eridan. I'm a telepath? Mind readin' and mind erasin' and all that jazz.

And also, mind manipulation.

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[amoray]

Then go for it. Get what you can out of 'em.

And Ed might be a little more on edge than usual. All a that menacin' graffiti showin' up as a late, you know.

[aka question marks on walls and shit!!]

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[futureleader]

Hmm. I didn't factor in his falsehood detection. D'ya think he'd detect me under a disguise?

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[amoray]

Probably not, if you didn't giwe him any sorta reason to be suspicious. And you're goin' to hawe to work around giwin' names that ain't your own, if you go about confrontin' him.

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[futureleader]

I wonder if I could trick his mind then, into thinking he got a name.