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[almightythirst]

Hey there, stranger. Don't think I gotta explain the situation: you called, I didn't pick up. Leave me a message and maybe I'll get back to you.

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As it should be.

[He wasn't about to admit that he thought this stupid cowboy hat trick would serve him well. It wasn't a raven, but it was close enough that he was going to enjoy it to the fullest. He was actually just having fun with it, a rare thing.

And he was busy still using his beak to put McCree's terrible hair back into rights. What a mess this one was, always had been. He had only forced McCree to dress up fully once, hair done professionally and the young man had never looked so uncomfortable. It had been a good day watching Jesse suffer through political hand shaking and military talk.]

Would you prefer I start to steal only things of value? That can be arranged.