Vatheon answering machine

[last_lombax]

Hey, you've reached Ratchet. I'm either off building something, sleeping, or off fighting an evil genius and his armies to save the city. Leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Later.

Comments

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[keepsthefire]

[Rin just snickers on the other line. At least he's going willingly.]

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[last_lombax]

Good to know. We don't need you getting a beer gut now, do we?

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[double_edged]

Like the two of you? I think not.

Ratchet, I've seen your eating habits. Rin would be ashamed.

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[keepsthefire]

You're both horrible. But I ain't your mother so I'm not gonna make a big deal 'bout it unless I think you're gonna collapse or something.

[He lies. He'll fret over it the second he hears one of them going more than a day without food.]

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[last_lombax]

Oh we're fine! And we'll be there. Now if you excuse me, I have a General to assault.

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[double_edged]

And you're not going to say anything about it, are you?

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[keepsthefire]

Nooope.

Have fun, Ratchet~