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[arnhaid]

People seein' ghosts, other bots getting straight up murdered out of nowhere or fallin' down on their faces for no reason...

... Enough to make a bot wish he was back punching bugs. And that's sayin' something, or I'm not Ironhide.

[ ... or did he just say ARNHAID who knows ... ]

It's got to be the quiet doin' it. Not enough business to do around here.

Least not for me, anyways. Hn.


[Someone's feeling a little stir-crazy and incapable right now, don't mind him.]

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[arnhaid]

I'm a soldier. If that tells you anything. Never did much construction... some bodyguard and bouncer work for a while, but. Wasn't much for building anything 'cept for weapons.

[And apparently there isn't a need for those here.]

Yeah, guess there's that.

[pendragon]

Bodyguard.. aye, you were one of my security at the dance. You did well at that. [ A nod. ] The storehouse just filled one position for security, but if another position opens.. I will let you know immediately.

[ Saber understands how it feels to have nothing to do and how frustrating it is; or, at least it is for her. ]

[arnhaid]

Hey, yeah. I remember you now.

Working security'd do fine, I think. Especially if we're getting some murderous scrap heap runnin' around.