"Everyone else was asleep. He didn't even attempt to take himself seriously after that. He's now on my personal strike force I assembled for attacks I can't do myself but need to be covert and arn't authorised by anyone."
(Theres a small commotion on the street a few meters away, then awkward pause for five seconds, untill, finally, a young man with blonde hair jogs up to the two. the figure was not impressed.)
"I give you augmentations normal men can only dream of, and when I tell you to tap someone on the shoulder and back up what I said, you trip over a bowl of [i]saurkaut[/i]?"
"Sorry, boss."
(The man turns to mortar)
"As he said the thing about the strike team, I was supposed to tap you on the shoulder and say something like
'I can second that'
But I fell over a bowl of saurkaut someone left lying around."
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