[VIDEO TRANSMISSION: ALPHA TRION'S TEMPLE]

[dinnerdate]

I know most of you here already hate me, those of you that know about my diet even more so.

[He pauses, hesitant for a moment before venting out a sigh.]

I eat power cores. Yes, I'm a cannibal, a vampire, a freak, crazy and whatever else the rest of you call me. Hate the word crazy... I get it, if I don't die from starvation I'll be horribly murdered... Or tortured then murdered - probably that one knowing my luck. I accept that. This is just like back home, not that I expected any different.

So go ahead and say whatever the scrap you want about me, just stop doing it to my face. Please... Not that I expect anyone to listen. Just fragging can't take it anymore. Had enough vorns of this...

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[skidaddle]

[He is a little weirded out by you, Dead End, but he doesn't want you to die.]

So just this one person...and Rung?

That is it?

And you really aren't worried about accidentally killing him?

[He needs to hear it said.]

[dinnerdate]

Yes... Bots don't exactly line up to help me.

I told you... I can control myself.

[skidaddle]

Then.

I guess.

I'm going to trust you.

I'm going to do it.

[He frowns.]

But if you ever lose control, even once, and make me regret having you for a friend?

[He just slowly runs a finger across his neck.]

Alright?

[dinnerdate]

I...


Right.












...I'm your friend?

[skidaddle]

Well.

I'd been.

Hoping.

Back before this.

[Its always a good idea to make friends with the bartender.]

[dinnerdate]

Oh...

[skidaddle]

Of course, I can't be friends with you if you eat anyone.

Er.

To death, I mean.

But if you really aren't going to, then...

We could try this again?

[dinnerdate]

...I, uh.

[Skids you kind of were just yelling at him and threatened to kill him. But you were nice before. But you also reacted like everyone else learning about his diet.]


...

I guess.