

Marilda: If only they would put me on the front with my brothers, or at least give me a Gamemensch. Anything but guard duty on Fuckrock, Silvaria.
Tjaden: As if they would put us on the frontline. I'm colour blind, and you're only 15 years old. Imagine, if our parents were rich or landed we might be Deadnaught pilots.
Marilda: Sometimes I wished I chose the shovel brigade or janitorial corps instead.

Tjaden: Oh, looks like we might get some action after all.

Marilda: This area is off-limits. Disperse, or we will shoot.
Serekveltar jvn Ghruczaleeke: Do it.

Tjaden: If I get a killshot, you have to clean up the body.
Serekveltar jvn Ghruczaleeke: DO IT!




Tjaden: Cheater!

Marilda: You didn't kill him, that means you have to do the work.

Tjaden: Fuck. Maybe I could string him up to use him as a warning for other trespassers.
Marilda: Other trespassers? This bunker is secret. He'll be dust before another Silvarian looks at him. Plus, the smell.

Tjaden: I don't know if I should be disappointed with you or impressed with him.

Tjaden: But it looks like you're dealing with the body.



Tjaden: AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Marilda: Tjaden!

Marilda: Tjaden?


Marilda: AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
lol j/k























































