[AUDIO] + [ACTION]

[raced_god]

[This guy is going to keep things short and sweet today with a quick audio post. WHATEVER COULD IT MEAN?]

Does anyone have any of those lollipops that have been floating around? I'll pay you for them, whatever, under-the-table cash, I just need a few. Preferably in a variety of colors.

[AND THEN, LATER--

IT IS A BEAUTIFUL DAY, SMASH ACADEMY. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and Falcon is out on the quad with a dog. This shining example of canine beauty is leading the Captain around, sniffing around campus and poking her head in bushes and retrieving items for her owner. BUT NEVER THE RIGHT ITEMS, judging by the disappointed look on his face.

WHAT COULD THEY POSSIBLY BE DOING??]

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[raced_god]

I'm here now, actually, so I can stop by.

[HERE HE COMES...]

[fullunlifeconsequences]

[Falcon r u phone-networking. AW SHIT GOTTA TIDY UP. She's let everything go to shit this past week o o p s]

[raced_god]

[y...es...

SO THERE IS A KNOCK ON THE DOOR.]

[fullunlifeconsequences]

[HERE IS OPENING OF DOORS. Sort of. She sticks her face right into the small opening because that wasn't enough time to clean at all.]

...Hello.

[OUT COMES... HER HAND... holding a small bundle of drugpops.]

[raced_god]

Hi.

[He's already fishing in his wallet for COLD HARD WADS OF CASH and Megaweapon sticks her nose in the door and starts snuffing away.]

I said one-fifty, right?