Gaffit
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Rief: I could eat.
*Rief heads towards the food storage*
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Hawk_v3
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This window looks out over a series of empty cells.
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Gaffit
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Rief: Alright, let's get this right this time...
*Rief extends his cloak over the window and then pushes on the pane with his bionic arm til it gives way, the cloak muffling any sound it'd make*
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Hawk_v3
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There is a silent shatter, glass spiralling glinting through the air.
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Gaffit
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Rief: Right, super glass, whatever.
*Rief enters into the room*
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Hawk_v3
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There are the sounds of hungry beasts in the cages.
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Gaffit
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*Rief pulls out his pistols and uses his eye to scan for the beasts as he moves cautiously through the kitchen area*
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Hawk_v3
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They are being held out by the cell doors. This kitchen seems like it's for feeding them.
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Gaffit
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*Rief examines them, specifically to judge whether or not they're trained dogs*
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Hawk_v3
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More... Evil dogs. Mad, rabid dogs.
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Gaffit
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Rief: A shame, I was thinking of using 'em too. Well, feeding time!
*Rief takes out a couple vials of Go-2-Bed and sprinkles some in each of the dogs food bowls before pulling a couple of nice juicy steaks out of seemingly nowhere and putting them in the dog bowls as well*
*Rief slides the bowls into each of the dog's cages*
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Hawk_v3
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They're out in the seconds to eat them, though they also snap at his hands.
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Gaffit
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*Rief maintains his distance while feeding them*
Rief: Nasty little buggers. And I usually like dogs.
*Rief continues looking around the kitchen for anything of interest*
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Hawk_v3
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(OvO Crap! Sorry.)
The kitchen looks like it's meant to serve a lot of people, like a prison kitchen, but there are only a few seats around.
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