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[la_belle_rogue]

Well, it could be worse.

[Anna is sitting in her kitchen, with a half gone beer in front of her. She looks pretty much the same as usual. Except for the shoulder rig that shows off her sleek nine millimeter.]

Archer, did ya turn into someone who'll graduate in the next century? As fun as the Good Ship Hellboat is, Ah'd like ta get back ta actual missions that don't involve me chasing ya down for yer mom.

[Rogue is affected! She's an ISIS agent, here as a warden, because Malory decided this was the best use of department resources. She goes by Anna, because there's little point in using a code name in a place like this right?

She's somewhat irreverent and a little over this whole Barge thing. But she's a good agent so she's sticking it out.]

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[codename_duchess]

No. Not Cyril.

[la_belle_rogue]

So are we done with the pop quiz?

[codename_duchess]

Wha - it's me, shitass! I'm like a non-developmentally-challenged Rain Man!

[la_belle_rogue]

Sure, that's why you're still stuck in this shit hole, cuz ya aren't developmentally challenged, and are totally well adjusted. Cheryl could of graduated faster'n you.

[codename_duchess]

ONLY BECAUSE EVERYONE WOULD WANT TO GET RID OF CHERYL. Whereas I am a huge pleasure to be around, and I bring life and color to this place.

Unlike you. You're just showing off the sand in your vagina.

[la_belle_rogue]

Better mah sandy vagina than yer disease ridden dick.

[codename_duchess]

The antibiotics totally cleared that up, dickwad!

[la_belle_rogue]

Yes, because venereal diseases are like lightnin', and ya can only get it once.

[codename_duchess]

[Okay, time for a gamble. Since one of them has messed-up memories...] Then you should get checked out too. I mean. After last month.

[la_belle_rogue]

Nice try. Like Ah'd touch Lana's leftovers.

[codename_duchess]

Hey, you're the one who said it. Lana's not here.

[la_belle_rogue]

Seriously, Sterling, that's gross. Don't joke about that. It'd be like bangin' a sibling.

[codename_duchess]

Yes! That's what I told you! You blamed it on the tequila.

[la_belle_rogue]

Archer, we've never had sex. Never will have sex. Christ, like Ah need that kind of drama. 'Sides, you're still all dew eyed after Miss Perfect. And if you're not gonna keep the mud outta those waters, Ah will.

[codename_duchess]

Um, dew-eyed?! I so am not!

[la_belle_rogue]

Ya so are! Ya practically have little heart bubbles floatin' over yer head whenever ya lay eyes in her.

[codename_duchess]

Oh my God. You're jealous!

[la_belle_rogue]

Over you? Keep dreamin'.

[codename_duchess]

Over Lana. You think she's hot, don't you?

[la_belle_rogue]

What? No, dumbass. Ah want her job.

[codename_duchess]

You are such a liar! You're totally into her.

[la_belle_rogue]

Get the fantasy outta yer head, ya pervert. Never gonna happen.

[codename_duchess]

You can admit it to me, you know. It's not like I'm Pam.

[la_belle_rogue]

Ah got nothin' t'admit, and ya know it.

[codename_duchess]

I don't know it.