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[Here is Nathan, sporting a very expensive looking suit (stolen by someone who wasn't him, thank you very much) and looking extremely worked up about something.]

Hey! Hey, cop fellers. Since you're always so keen to get on my back over nothing, I thought you might like to deal with some real crime for a change. I know you were too wrapped up with other, no doubt more important stuff to bother the last time I got murdered, but maybe this time you could try doing your jobs for a change.

So I got stabbed, right? I don't know what I got stabbed with, mind. It might have been sword, or something. I'm kind of fuzzy here, so it's hard to say for sure.

Anyway, that bit's all fine. Not that I want people to kill me, but stabbing's fairly tame. Only this guy must've been completely insane. I woke up, and my clothes were just gone. He'd put me in this thing instead. [He tugs at the lapels of his suit jacket here, then continues with his rant.] And he had the indecency to dump a load of newspaper over my head and leaving me lying around outside.

I don't want to start throwing around accusations, or anything, but I reckon this guy must've violated me while I was out. He's probably out there right now, rubbing his dick all over my t-shirt and getting off on his memories of skull fucking me.

He left chewing gum in my pockets, for God's sake. If that isn't a sign of guilt, I don't know what is.

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Which is always a plus.

Hey. Do you still want to go ahead with us shooting each other?

All right.

But I didn't think we were going to be shooting each other.

Me shooting you, then. Whatever.

Been practicing?

No.

I mean, come on. How hard can it be?

Not that hard.

If you're good at it.

I have a natural talent. You should've seen me in Lazer Quest when I was a kid.

Right.

So. Time? Place?

Unless you've decided to cut your losses and just back out of it.

You're the one with the debt.

All right. If you want to do it like that.

How about that big square in the center of town?

And you're still free to excuse me from it.

Oh. Looking for a public humiliation, are you?

[ooc: Don't worry about it! There's no rush.]

I think I'd still like to get paid what I'm owed.

I never said that. Would you like it to be somewhere else?

There's fine. Just let me know when.

Too bad you can't predict the curses.

It's kind of funny you'd let me pick the time and place. And I don't know that I like having a schedule, but--

Wednesday. Thursday, if there's a curse. Noon either way.