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[failureisntachoice]

[ An automated voice speaks because someone hasn't bothered to set up a proper voicemail. The only part in her voice is her name. ] You have reached Agent Texas. Leave a message at the tone.

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[failureisntachoice]

Only some since that idiot was trying to play nice.

[ Or less crazy than usual anyway. Her interactions had been minimal with both the mercenaries. ]

Do any of you know if you make it off that planet alive?

[bestsword]

No idea. Grif's the furthest ahead the timeline of us. Says we were on their boss' ship barricaded in and about to fight for our lives.

Not sure I'm into that situation.

[failureisntachoice]

...Yeah, I can imagine why. [ Imagine quite clearly, unfortunately.

She says, fully meaning it, ] I hope you get out of there.

[bestsword]

[That's unexpected. Only because she usually reserves that kind of talk for Church or Caboose.]

...Thanks. I'm really hoping so too.

[failureisntachoice]

[ Tucker is still blue team and whether she is willing to admit it or not, they grew on her while she was in that canyon. There's a pause however before she redirects the conversation to less mushy ground, ]

If you still want those training lessons, send me a schedule of when you have time for them. I'll see what works with mine.

[bestsword]

[Honestly? He's surprised. Tex is full of surprises. Guess all it took was Tucker growing up a little.]

Yeah? Sure, I-

I'll figure it out, send it your way by end of the week.

[failureisntachoice]

I'll get back to you when I can after you send it and attach my rates.

[ Because she has those now and while she's considering cutting him a slight discount... He's still getting charged for her time. ]