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[yumenope]

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[lollipopdrops]

[If they were awkward it could lead some interesting lines? Ramuda had been itching for a good battle, it's been too long.]

Then that means we should win, right? Buuut what do we make them do?

[yumenope]

( gee ramuda, gentaro has no idea what you mean. )

I think it’s fairly obvious. Dice, explain.

( c: )

[chronicgambler]

[Dice's smile falters. Obvious? What's obvious? Shit... he blanks, wracking his brain to try to figure it out.]

Y-yeah! You know... we gotta make them...

[lollipopdrops]

[Sure... Ramuda just stares at Dice, he knows he's got nooooo clue but it was fun to watch his squirm.]

Oh~? Make them whaaaat Dice~?

[yumenope]

Yes, Dice. Make them what?

( this is terrible, sorry, dice. )

We’re withering away in anticipation.

[chronicgambler]

...........No fuckin' clue.

[He hangs his head and laughs faintly.]

[lollipopdrops]

Ahaha, Diiiice doesn't have a clue again, huh?

[Leaning back in his chair he hums.]

Hmmmmm, what to do~!