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[spherenpc]

[The sound is definitely a scream, loud and sharp for a long moment before a child’s voice, lacking in Max’s normally deeper tones come across:]

What the fuck. What the fuck. This cannot fucking be happening. God, fuck this entire fucking place. I hate it. I hate it!

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[spherenpc]

Come over here and say that to my fucking face.

[smokedout]

Gladly. Where you at, kid?

[Is he above beating up a child? Absolutely not.]

[spherenpc]

In my fucking office at the council building.

[smokedout]

...Who gave you an office? You sound like you're seven.

[spherenpc]

It's a fucking nightmare, you jackass. Ask anyone who Max Tinder is. I sure as shit hope you ain't gonna want anything off the black market, cause it's mine and now you're fucked.

[smokedout]

Ain't exactly the black market if a council member's in charge, yeah?

[His next words sound like they're being spoken very softly, very close to a microphone.]

Here's some advice - don't start fights you can't finish. You bark at me again, I'm gonna bite back.

[spherenpc]

You'd be fucking surprised. And you have no idea what I can or can't finish. But I hope you don't need drugs or cigarettes or booze that ain't wine. Cause no one will sell to you now. Not a god damn soul.

Don't fuck with me, kid. You have no idea anything about me.