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[moarnomsplz]

[Alex seems to have forgotten (it's possible he never knew) that having his mouth crammed full of cinnamon buns makes him even more incapable than usual of making sounds that resemble words.]

Ffnnly, mm yusffl phhlse!

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[detectivetroll]

[Nick's pretty versed in the language of full mouth, man, he's gonna take a stab at it.]

Finally a useful pulse? ...did you get those from a pulse?

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[moarnomsplz]

[Good job, Nick!]

Yeah! They just appeared, pear-duh, on my desk. I wonder why.

[He wants to know how to make it happen again.]

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[detectivetroll]

...

[Yes, he actually typed out that pause.]

That's either the most awesome pulse ever, or a trap.

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[moarnomsplz]

[Uh-oh. Alex's eyes go wide. He didn't even think about that. And they're already all gone.]

Oh. Well. If I keel, kee-luh, over dead in the next little while, that's why?

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[detectivetroll]

You're not allowed to keel over dead, especially not from pulse-buns.

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[moarnomsplz]

["Pulse-buns" sets Alex off laughing, and it's a little while before he sobers up enough to say anything.]

That sound-zuh like a horrible disease!

Heh. I'm sure I'll survive, vy-vuh. I didn't see them appear, but I was here when they did. I just wasn't looking-ing at my desk for a sec.

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[detectivetroll]

[He can't see it, but Nick's laughing too, now. It kills any seriousness he'd had before.]

It does, remember that you find mysteriously appearing food.

I think you're going to be okay. Maybe the pulses were trying to wish us a belated Merry Christmas.

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[moarnomsplz]

Did you get anything-ing cool?

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[detectivetroll]

I got a leather jacket, but I'm still up in the air on whether it's cool or not.

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[moarnomsplz]

How would a leth, leather jacket not be cool?

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[detectivetroll]

Well, all right, when you say it like that. I guess it's just not the kind of thing I usually wear a lot.