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Malakon stared at Nebfka, and wondered where that squirrel had come from "Umm, Nebfka, I had flushed it before I.." Nebfka strained to look upward, rather puzzled, or possibly enthralled by something on the ceiling "..never mind." He was sure of his general's reliability, most of the time, but the way he carried things out was... peculiar to say the least.
He sighed then looked back into his communicator and wondered why there was a lobster crawling on Nebfka's head.
"umm, right, well, y'know, I'm an evil warlord, got a lot of things to do.. I better be leaving now. Farewell"
He flushed the toilet again and then pressed the next button, and waited as the image of Sephy began to form in the bowl.
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