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[color=0054a6]"Aw, yeah? Dat's why you didn't give no chase?"[/color] echoed the cheerful voice behind Kawaguchi Umeko, a gregariously mocking brogue that was joined by an intimate elbow dug into the otaku's shoulder. [color=0054a6]"Coulda sworn that was 'cause you was just sookin' down sashimi like a fookin' sea monster. You're gonna be da first Kamen Rider to need a fookin' school bus."[/color]

The incredibly course, incredibly Irish student's face fell down to stare at the object of the group's attention, and his face darkened imperceptibly. He passed a bag of takeout from the arm that was balanced atop Umeko into his free hand, and his tongue tittered against his teeth in disgust.

[color=0054a6]"Look a'dat,"[/color] he opined, cursing through a low whistle. [color=0054a6]"Dat's just oonprofessional. Look a'dat, see how she only got da one lil' stoomp fer an arm? Dat's still five fingerprints left fer a posi ID. Betcha her teeth ain't smashed. In the IRA days, old man used to tell me how dey'd bang your teeth oop all well 'n' good 'cause dental was sooch a good way of gettin' ya victim nailed down. Take a cudgel to ya, da real pros would, and dey'd leave ya all crooked grinnin' like a deacon at a pool party."[/color]

He was catching stares from the rest of the students assembled and shrugged their judgement [color=0054a6][i](yuk yuk fookin' yuk)[/i][/color] off without heed, though his nose did wrinkle slightly at the smell of the body and its fluids. 

[color=0054a6]"Have Anti-Skill or whoever the fook check 'er earlobes too, dey're pretty solid identifiers. Best'a luck, sweetheart."[/color] Brennan saluted the corpse slightly with the leftover food and elbowed his partner again. [color=0054a6]"C'mon Umeko. Hobby shops ain't closed for anudda two hours and we still gotta get you summa dem robot dolls and the shit for the probe by morn."[/color]