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[realitymods]

[the Twins stand with their arms crossed] You guys really like killing, don't you? We're going to have to start charging for this! [huff] Do you know how much we've had to streamline the process to meet demand?

Gene Hunt? Report to the shop immediately.

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[demnify.livejournal.com]

He's ours.

[realitymods]

[smile serenely] Actually, he's ours~ Our blood runs through his veins~

[demnify.livejournal.com]

Perhaps, but at the moment, he's in my hands.

[realitymods]

Then give him to us. We need him. [shrug] We'll take him either way. But we're giving you a choice.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[he crosses his arms]

Would I get him back as is? He's of no use to me otherwise, you understand.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

... What? Killing? Who?!

[realitymods]

[obviously annoyed] Our employee was killed today! First his yelling friend gets killed and now he's killed. Geez!

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

I need their names.

[realitymods]

The dead person? Sam Tyler. [make faces] We're working on him but he had a life contract with us, so obviously we can't just leave him.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[cooly]

What do you want him for?

[realitymods]

Do you want Sam back or not?

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

Naturally, but why do you need Gene for that?

[realitymods]

We hit a snag in the process. It'll be easy to fix if we use Gene for it.

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

What did I miss?

[realitymods]

[sigh] Immature people killing each other again.

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

Maybe we should get rid of the immature people and the problem will be solved~

[realitymods]

We caaaaan't. We need them the most for the experiment. But it's very troublesome when they kill someone we own. And they caused issues when you died, too.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[have a very, very, very, very drunken and dishevelled Guv glaring at the both of you] The hell do you want?

[realitymods]

Gene~! [hi, they're hanging off his arms now] Gene! Gene! Gene! We need your help with Sam!

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[swats at them angrily] Don't give me that bullshit! I did enough, got it? I'm not sellin' myself to you on top of it!

[realitymods]

[give him B| faces] We're not buying you, so don't bother! [soften slightly] We actually do need your help or Sam's going to...

It's your reality. It's not working properly now. He needs Gene~

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[L sits, staring at the twins almost expectantly.]

Ah, there you are.

[realitymods]

[look at him curiously] Hello and welcome~

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[He can't pass up an opportunity to converse with the infamous twins, now can he? And what's this, he came prepared? He's holding two sugar cookies, one in each hand, in index-and-thumb fingers as if they were made of glass. Or as if he didn't want to be touching them.]

Wouldn't want to be troublesome, but have time for a few questions? [He dangles the cookies out to them expectantly. He isn't sure if they even eat, but he's about to find out.]

[realitymods]

[the Twins look at the cookies for a moment before happily taking them. They actually do have a sweet tooth, so good job to L]

We don't mind answering questions~ It's only fair since you're new.