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InvaderZilo

A tall woman approached him in a long doctors coat her emerald eyes half lit in a gaze her hair flows slightly and she stance across from you her lanyard nametag reads,: Dr Jennifer Lezbean. Her hair now a midst of large flames she looks pissed with you she’s holding an angelic screwdriver in hand. “May we speak?”

hellscircus-

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the clown had just arrived at the vets headquarters, his face screwed up in a look of frustration as he arrived at Vox's office. without even knocking, he stormed in, his fluffy coat flowing behind him. 
          " look, Mr Vox, I don't know /how/ many times I have to say this, but I don't /want/ to be apart of this.. collaboration you have going here. I must have told you about 20 fucking times now, ты чертов идиот (you fucking idiot) " 

hellscircus-

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            he raised a brow, taking another sip of his coffee. " a point to this meeting of sorts, I'm a busy man. and surely /you/ understand how hard it is to keep a business running. " it wasn't an attempt of being rude, rather just him being his impatient, blunt self. 
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trustvox

@hellscircus- 
            
            vox seemed a little confused about that question ,  but still kept the almost unsettling grin on his face .  "  im sorry ,  a point to what ?  "  he asked ,  hoping to clarify whatever it was his guest had a question about .  he tapped his fingers on his mug ,  not impatiently ,  but more of an idle habit .
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DruggedUpSlut

//hope this suffices
          
          Angel had walked outside from his room in Vals studio for a cigarette break sighing as he ran a hand through his hair before he lit up his cigarette inhaling all the toxic fumes before breathing them out, looking down from his balcony happy to have a moment. That's when he saw it. A blinking red light a sure fire sign of another voxtech cam a new one positioned on his windowsill. He flipped it off knowing it would aggravate the TV but maybe that's what he wanted. He glared into the lens as if asking Vox to come do something about it. 

DruggedUpSlut

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            Angel huffed "fuckin' fine whatever I'm not making a deal with you though." 
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            vox laughed darkly ,  hearing val get even closer to his room .  "  you'll see what i mean ,  "  he told him ,  preparing to make his exit as val got closer to the room .
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DruggedUpSlut

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            "What do ya mean by that?" He asks raising an eyebrow at him taking a drag out of his cigarette. 
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