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tentacruelest[Davy is, at last, waking up in the infirmary after his tiff with Stephanie and Kevin. He's restrained to a bed, but his tentacled beard holds his communicator close as he narrows his eyes at the screen, hissing angrily]
Someone best be coming to let me up. Cast me in Zero if yeh like, but let me up to stretch these limbs-!
I didnae kill the whelp, nor his dog. Let me up.
[Private to the Admiral]
[Nothing. Davy doesn't give gifts. He doesn't like any of you]
Someone best be coming to let me up. Cast me in Zero if yeh like, but let me up to stretch these limbs-!
I didnae kill the whelp, nor his dog. Let me up.
[Private to the Admiral]
[Nothing. Davy doesn't give gifts. He doesn't like any of you]
