[ That would be a better story, wouldn't it. Gosh diddly dang darn it. ]
Yes! I tracked you with satellites! And cameras, in the snow! And then - I was in space, and I had to get here fast, so I did - I got moonshotted here. BOOM!
[ Which doesn't feel entirely fair, now she thinks about it. Bandits don't get all that cool stuff. This one doesn't even have a gun! LAME? ]
Did you? Goodness, no wonder you caught me. Nobody's ever tried any of that with me before. You're a natural, you are.
[He turns out his empty pockets, looking for something to give her that he doesn't... mind giving her. Oh, here, here's a pencil in his vest pocket. It has cartoon foxes on it! Total bandit loot.]
[ The pencil is accepted with the appropriate level of reverence. She isn't sure what the animal is supposed to be - a weird puppy? - but whatever it is it's super cute.
She's not supposed to take things from strangers, though, and remembers a second too late. Poop. Maybe if she trades, instead?
Carefully, she offers one of her pistol hands. Trading imaginary stuff is still trading. Her dad says that's what the stooges in accounting do at work, so...? ]
Okay. Are there a lot of people that big? Do you make a lot of bandit money like that? And - and if somebody is seven feet when he has a little girl on his shoulders, do you do bandit things to him?
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How did you find me? No other policeman has ever managed to do that, right, not in my entire criminal career.
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[ Babby Angel can be very very literal. It's a thing. ]
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[He gives her a look of surprise.]
You haven't been tracking me? You didn't figure out where I was gonna go and get here before I did?
[He's trying to play along with you, kid, come on!]
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[ That would be a better story, wouldn't it. Gosh diddly dang darn it. ]
Yes! I tracked you with satellites! And cameras, in the snow! And then - I was in space, and I had to get here fast, so I did - I got moonshotted here. BOOM!
[ Which doesn't feel entirely fair, now she thinks about it. Bandits don't get all that cool stuff. This one doesn't even have a gun! LAME? ]
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[He turns out his empty pockets, looking for something to give her that he doesn't... mind giving her. Oh, here, here's a pencil in his vest pocket. It has cartoon foxes on it! Total bandit loot.]
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[ The pencil is accepted with the appropriate level of reverence. She isn't sure what the animal is supposed to be - a weird puppy? - but whatever it is it's super cute.
She's not supposed to take things from strangers, though, and remembers a second too late. Poop. Maybe if she trades, instead?
Carefully, she offers one of her pistol hands. Trading imaginary stuff is still trading. Her dad says that's what the stooges in accounting do at work, so...? ]
You can have one of my guns. It's a good one!
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Thank you very much, hero.
[He accepts the fake gun, and after pretending to check it over, pretends to tuck it away inside his vest.]
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[ Does the beard count as a mask? Huh. ]
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How big?
[ Her dad is pretty big. From her perspective, anyway. ]
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[She gets another look of feigned surprise.]
You mean to tell me there aren't many seven-foot people around here? They're all over the place where I'm from.
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[ You never know. Especially when you don't meet many people. ]
They must think you're very very small. Do you ever ride on the big people's shoulders? It's fun.
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[Not seven feet tall, though, so he really has no excuse.]
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[ MUST CONSOLE THE BANDIT ]
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[He just likes the mental image of Angel asking Jack if he can carry Alfie. It's great.]
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[ MOTHER OF GOD... ]
He could do it! He's really strong and his hands are this big.
[ She's stretching out her arms as far as they'll go. YAOI HANDS ]
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[He holds out a hand to her.]
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Cross my heart and hope to die, poke a bandit in the eye.
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You're funnier than the other bandits! And you talk better. It's neat!
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[Can he bullshit his way into a fake space backstory despite knowing nothing about space? He's certainly going to try.]
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[ INTERST 100% ENGAGED, GODSPEED ]
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