Lem climbed and climbed, the long hair giving slightly as he pulled himself up. He hauled himself onto the windowsill once he got close enough, and shuffled inside.
Lem approached the woman... from here she looked beautiful, radiant. He stopped a few centimeters away from her face, and brushed her hair away from her face; it was covered, and that was the only thing he couldn't see.
"Ur jus a jewish blok fam! I aint reskyooin u, u fgt!"
It was clear now that this was no woman, but a man. He wore glasses and to Lem he appeared to be Jewish.
"Please! I've been stuck up here for fucking ages and I can't do anything because of that fucking furry arsehole outside my door! I don't mind being friendzoned but please... take me with you."
Lem simply looked into his face with a dead stare.
"Oryt fgt, if u cut ur hair den shor u cn cum wiv uz."
Once the man's hair had been cut, they tied what was once his hair to a railing inside and abseiled down the tower. The rest of the group seemed shocked that it was a man, moreso than Lem, but they allowed him to ride with them as Tim assumed that they were better off with a larger group.
Suddenly, the Haggis turned to Tim.
"This furry is one of the keepers of the modship... we can't fight him now though, we need a specialist for this kind of thing... we need someone who knows how to kill them."
