#FRICKIN' LOSIN IT HERE

[britishsass]

There was a time before Al became the Boss of the Mafia.

He started as a mopping boy in a well-known Mafia cannery, but that all changed when he finally had enough.

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TL;DR: hey psst. Mafia Boss backstory fic. Enjoy >:3

[ignatiusteto]

a clip from my stream, me freaking out learning about this lore i DID NOT KNOW EXISTED

transcript written very accurately under the cut. im like the most pathetic character in a piece of fiction but im real.

transcript written by me, court: that’s so cooool!!! wh- oh my goddd, what? (wheeze, laugh) wait, what? what!!! (higher pitch) wait what????.. what...? (gasp of realization) oh, i saw this on a tumblr post >:OOO OHHhh my gosh, what... [music] i have to be the only person that doesn’t know about thissss... no wayyyy... that’s- that’s just sad...

[looking around the room and at the pictures in awe]

(high pitched, starts as a laugh) i’m sorryyy...??? (sniff inhale) i’m sorry, what? okay, *valorant*. okay, *riot*. (wavering, into a laugh) okay...

[opens the phone which opens up the chamber conversation, and killjoy conversation on brimstone’s phone]

(INTENSE gasp of realization) THIS’IS THE- [audio] (fast, jumbled with excitement) THIS IS THE FRICKIN- [audio] (normally) this is the new agent! thing. oh my god! [audio] (realization, wary) does this mean i have to hear the killjoy one too? oh-hoh that thing makes me wanna cry every time i think about it. [killjoy message starts] (strained) NOOO...

[audio]

[audio ends] (wheezing chuckle) no--- they were just (trails off in a giggle) scientists....... (sniff inhale) noo... (sad sigh) brim, you gotta kee- (checks the outside of the room) there’s not even a DOOr- yeah there is you gotta keep that locked, man... (inhale) this is all *personal*......

(the most pathetic whine you will ever hear in your life, looking at brimstone’s desk wares)

c’mon........

[pause while reading sage’s email reply about radiant training]

nyeah, reyna’s kinda- hellbent... on......... radiant supremacy, or something.

s- i get it, she was traumatized, and, im sure that has something to do with viper, but.

(wheeze, strained) woooooowh (inhale) i didn’t even know any of this- is- was here--- i didn’t know *this* [the phone] was in the game... i just remember. hearing it. i think on tumblrrrr.

(softly, with a sigh) i don’t know... (normally, kind of slurred together) these- these pictures are really just- these are throwin me... these are throwing me, man...! (whiny) oh my goddddd...

okay, i didn’t expect to be losin my mind over (sniff inhale) valorant lore... (clears throat) 

[walking up from basement]

oh my god. okay... [walking through the range] ok. [looking around in disbelief, as much as can be done through a video game]

i just- i feel so *lost* now! (breaks into a weak laugh) oh my *god*! what... y’know- i could- i could just- this is this is just a shooting game, y’know? (sniff inhale) you shoot people; 5v5. okay? yeah. i wasn’t expecting to get *slapped* right in the face by some heavy lore stuff- i didn’t even know those pictures existed!!! (inhale, babier pathetic voice) I didn’t! (inhale) and oh, my god, that- (sniff inhale) that makes brim... even more- even more 3D.

[ends at 6:10]

[dialovers-translations]

DIABOLIK LOVERS VERSUS Animate Tokuten Drama CD “Don’t stop the Jealousy!” [Subaru ver.]

Original title: JEALOUSYを止めないで! [スバル編]

Source: Diabolik Lovers Character VERSUS I Tokuten Drama CD for buying all three volumes

Audio: Here

Seiyuu: Takashi Kondou

Translator’s note: Can we get a big F in the chat for the poor food that was harmed in this track? In this household we do not support wasting a good meal. :(( I guess no pots or pans are safe with Subaru around tho, especially if he’s having a rage fit. :P Honestly, this did not feel too bad though after the absolutely horror/nightmare fuel we were given in Kanato & Laito’s tracks. 

Shuu ll Reiji ll Ayato ll Kanato ll Laito ll Subaru

Subaru steps inside the kitchen.

*Sizzle sizzle*

“Ah? Well who do we have here...? (1) It’s you, huh? Cookin’ yourself up an elegant feast, it seems? The smell’s hella strong...Whatcha makin’?”

You explain.

“Aah? A soup with the ingredients you had on hand? Che! ...Geez! You really are...I don’t know if I should call you shameless or...You really just have a few screws loose, don’t you?” 

You frown.

“Why I’m upset, you ask? Fuck off...There could only be...one reason, right!?”

*THUD*

*CRASH*

“Do you even understand!? That bastard...he had his frickin’ way with you, remember!? Aren’t you bothered by it in the slightest!? I’m fuckin’ irritated at the very least...Someone toyed around with my own...! (hesitates) ...My own prey. How do you expect me to keep my cool!?”

*SHATTER*

*CRASH*

*Cling cling*

“Haah...Fuck!! It won’t settle down...The hatred and anger boiling in the pit of my stomach keeps on welling up...!”

Subaru turns towards you.

*THUD*

“Seems like...that isn’t the case for you. Aah!? Whatcha playin’ at, huh!? Don’t tell me...You aren’t being charmed by him playin’ with you like that, are you?”

You deny it.

“That’s not the case? ...I wonder. That expression of yours...You look like someone who’s satisfied after they got to indulge in pleasure to their heart’s content. Am I right? Aah!?”

You shake your head.

“Che...I can’t trust the words comin’ out of your mouth. ...Show me your neck. Hurry up!!”

You seem worried.

“You want to know what I’ll do? Heh! Isn’t that obvious? If you claim you’re not ‘satisfied’ yet...You should still be able to endure my fangs.”

*Rustle rustle*

“If you reject me, I’ll break you right here, right now. Destroyin’ you with my very own hands...is still so much better than losin’ you to that guy.”

You beg him to stop.

“Hehe...What? Are you scared? In that case...Keep still. I’m still gonna suck you tons more, until I’m satisfied.”

Subaru bites you.

“Mmh...”

*Sluuuurp*

“Nn...”

*Gulp*

“Haah...Haah...It still keeps flowin’ out...You really are one incredible woman...Come on...”

*Rustle*

“This side’s up next...Haahn...”

*Gulp gulp gulp*

“...Haah...It’s sweet...Amazing. It’s way sweeter than earlier. Almost like nectar.”

*Gulp gulp*

“Haah...What the fuck’s goin’ on with your body? It ripens every time I bite you like this...Heh. I can’t stop. Without even realizing it myself, I might have gradually become enchanted by your blood and body. However, all of this is your fault, don’t you think? Your body - no - your everything is calling me. Be aware of it already. You should just face it, and drop (2) even deeper...Now, come here. I’ll give it to you more. Your arm’s up next. Show it to me.”

*Rustle*

“Haahn...Mmh...Nn...”

*Gulp*

“Haah...More...!! Haahn...”

*Gulp gulp gulp*

“Haah...Haah...Something’s not right...Is the hatred makin’ me go mad...? My thirst should have subdued long ago...But I still can’t suppress this desire...”

He continues sucking your blood.

*Gulp*

“Haahn...”

*Gulp*

“Haah...Shit...I can no longer push the brakes...This is your fault, remember? ...Take responsibility...! Haahn...”

*Sluuuurp*

“Haah...The sweetness...gushin’ out of these pulsin’ veins...Haahn...Mmh...Haah...Fuck...!! Why are you..this sweet...!? Haah, haah...Look at you make that nice face. Oi.”

You look over at Subaru.

“From here on out, don’t share your blood with him - no, not with any of the idiots in this damn house. You belong to me. A prey only for me. Promise me. Hurry!”

You ask what will happen to you otherwise. 

“What if you break the promise? Heh. What are you saying? You’re makin’ a promise with the full intention to break it? I’m sure you know the answer if you use that brain of yours a little? Don’t make me repeat myself over again. I’d mess you up completely. ...Of course, those guys would be dead meat as well. I’d destroy everything...Breaking it to pieces, ripping it to shreds...until nothin’ is left. You wouldn’t want that, do you? Hehehe...Are you frightened? That’s just the kinda guy I am. Altho, you’re the only one who has ever angered me to this degree.”

You frown. 

“Haah? ‘It’s not Laito’, you ask? Heh. In the end, you’re the one who accepted him, right? That’s the part which pisses me off!”

*Rustle*

“Come on, I’ll give it to you more. So hard, you’ll forget ‘bout that guy in no time.”

You protest.

“You’re beggin’ for my forgiveness? Heh. Just give up already. You need to atone for your sins. With your own body and blood.”

*Rustle*

“Show me your hand.”

*Rustle*

“I’ll engrave you with a seal of your sins. One that’ll never fade. Come on!!”

You show him your hand.

“Hehe...You’re shakin’, you know? Is it the first time someone will bite you here?”

Subaru bites your hand.

“Nn...Haah, haah...Not yet...This is nowhere near enough...I’ll mark you more and more, okay? An imprint which will never disappear...Biting down hard and strong...Come on, brace yourself. You can no longer get away from me.”

ーー THE END ーー

Translation notes

(1) They use this phrase a lot in Japanese and I always struggle to translate it fluently into English, but 誰かと思ったら or ‘dareka to omottara’ literally means ‘when I thought ‘who could it be’?’ It’s used to express someone’s surprise at finding someone in a certain place.

(2) Per usual, the ‘falling’ here doesn’t refer to the actual physical action of falling (from something), but to falling into corruption. 

[captnbarnesrogers]

The Company Rules // Chapter Four

Pairing/Character: Harry Styles x Reader, Angel Miles (OFC), Adrienne Johnson (OFC), Carlos Flint (OMC) Warnings: SMUT, swearing, alcohol abuse, angsty things Summary:After landing a job that pays well straight out of college, you and your friends go out to celebrate at a new and popular club in town. As you dance and drink the night away, you meet Harry Styles. It was just silly fun, you would never see him again, right? Word Count: 1.5k+ A/N: Oops they finally fuck! Had a whole lot of fun and tears writing this!

CHAPTER THREE

The flight back to New York was tedious. You wanted to get off the goddamn plane and get on Harry. It was killing you. He looked so good beside you. You wanted nothing more than to-

“Earth t’Y/N? Yeh feelin’ okay, love?” He interrupted your sinful thoughts, his hand waving in front of your face,

“Yes, sorry, what were you saying?”

“Meet yeh in the bathroom in five?” He says raising his eyebrows, “Can’t take ‘notha second without touchin’ yeh, yeh look so goddamn good.”

“Make it three.” He takes his seat belt off and casually makes his way into the bathroom. Three minutes later, you followed him, knocking three times. He opened the door, his cheeky face making an appearance. He let you in as he took you by the hand and closed the door, kissing you as soon as it was locked, “Jesus, it’s so small.” You laughed in between kisses.

“Yeah I kno’, sorry.” His hand makes its way down into your jeans, lightly touching your clothed clit. You sighed with pleasure,

“Fuck.”

“Feel good?” He asks, his lips on your neck,

“Ye-es,” His fingers made their way into your panties and began rubbing your clit, feeling your warm and wet slit, “Harry, oh- Oh fuck!” His middle finger entered you. You pulled down your jeans as he thrusted his finger in and out of you,

“Yeh so fuckin’ wet, pet.”

“Just fuck me, please!” You shriek. Suddenly, he bends you over the toilet, making you laugh, “This is so romantic.”

“Shuddup.” He thrusts into you, making you moan loudly. His hand covered your mouth as he pushed in and out of you. To be fair, sex had never felt quite this fucking good. God, you could have this every day, “Yeh so fuckin’ tight, kitten.”

“Oh god, please!” He hit every spot like it was his goddamn job. Your legs were turning into jelly, you insides were melting. You needed this so badly, you’ve wanted this for months. Every built up tension was released during this moment and fuck did it feel so good,

“I can feel yeh, yeh gonna cum.” You nodded. He thrusted faster and deeper. He grunted as you clenched around him. His one hand gripping your hip roughly and his other rubbing your throbbing clit,

“Har- Harry! Fuck!”

“I kno’,” He leans over and kisses a trail down you neck as he thrusts into you, “Cum fo’ me.” He once again covers your mouth as you came around him. He groans and grunts before pulling out of you and stroking his cock and releasing on your ass, “Oh fuck, princess.” He sighs and a chuckles, “Tha’s seven months of no sex.” He takes a tissue and starts wiping his cum off of you,

“You haven’t had sex in seven months!?” He nods,

“Jus’ waitin’ for yeh.”

“You’re crazy.” You laugh as you pull up your pants,

“So ar’you.” He kisses you, “Welcome to the mile-high club.” You smack his arm and laugh.

You fell asleep after your little adventure to the bathroom. Right beside Harry. Thank God for private jets. Soon enough you were at JFK Airport, ready to head home. When you exited the airport, things got a bit too crazy. You guessed the paps found out about Harry’s return and came to greet him at the airport. But the flashes were too much. The loudness of it all was intense. You felt like you could breathe, like you were being suffocated. You were frozen. You couldn’t move. Harry grabbed your bags and flung them into the car before grabbing you and leading you inside. He hurried beside you and slammed the door closed, asking the driver politely to drive on.

“Talk t’me, yeh okay?” He caressed your cheek sweetly, “M’sorry, sweetheart, Di’n’t kno’ they’d turn up.”

“It’s okay, they were just a little bit intense.”

“They can get like tha’ sometimes, worse as well, y’kno’?”

“How do you do it?” You look back at him and he kisses your cheek,

“Sunglasses usually do the trick an’ jus’ pushin’ them when they get too close.” You chuckle,

“Sunglasses?” He nods, “I think I’ll invest in some.” You both laugh and he ends up kissing you, giggling in between. Your phone begins to ring making you pull away from his kiss. It was Carlos.

“Hey Carlos, is everything okay?” You greet him,

“Y/N, I need you to stop by the office as soon as possible.” He sounded firm and serious. Something bubbled up inside of you. Something was not right,

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll come right now.”

“Who was tha’?” Harry asked,

“The uh, big boss. I gotta get to the office.” Harry directed the driver to your office and he gave you a kiss before exiting the car.

You greeted Nicky at the desk before making your way up to your office. In your office sat, Carlos. A magazine in hand, his eyes filled with disappointment. He slammed the magazine on your desk which made you flinch. You walked over to your desk and picked up the magazine, reading the headline; Not Just A Lawyer: Harry Styles’ Secret Girlfriend.

“I- I can explain.” You panicked,

“I’d really like one, Y/N.”

“I knew him before I started working for him, o-okay? It was a one time thing.” Carlos massaged his head,

“I’m sorry, I have to ask, have you had any sexual relations since?” He looks at you intently whilst you stayed silent, “I’m sorry, Y/N, I have to suspend you-”

“No, please, Carlos! I am begging you, I didn’t mean for this to happen! This job-”

“I have to suspend you indefinitely.” You sobbed, “I’m sorry, Y/N.” And with that, he exited the room.

When you got home, it still hadn’t hit you that you had lost your job. You rushed over to your fridge and took out the bottle of vodka. You took a swig and from then on everything went downhill. You turned on your Spotify through your Bluetooth speakers and ‘Woman’ came on, making you drown yourself further in alcohol.

When you hadn’t called Harry in two days, he became suspicious. He decided to stop by your office. He greeted Nicky at the desk who looked at him with sympathy.

“Wha’s up?” He asked, noticing the weird stare,

“You’re looking for Y/N, aren’t you?” He nodded, “She uh, doesn’t work here anymore.”

“Wha’d’ya mean?”

“She got suspended for, y’know, screwing you.”

“I gotta go.” He started ringing you, only to be greeted by your voicemail message, “Come on, Y/N, pick up, will yeh?” He rushed over to your apartment and started knocking on the door, “Y/N, open the door, we need t’talk.” He knocked again but nothing, just the sound of music blasting from your apartment. He reaches above your door and grabs the spare key hidden between the broken crack of the door frame. He unlocks the door and finds you sitting on the couch with a bottle of tequila in your hand, “Jesus Christ, it’s 12 o’clock in th’aft’anoon.” He takes the bottle out of your hand,

“No! This is mine, get your own!” You slur,

“Sweetheart, it’s 12 o’clock, wha’s wrong?”

“Lost my job.”

“I kno’, sweetheart, M’sorry.” He pried the bottle out of your hand as you sobbed, “C’mon.” He helped you up and although you could barely walk, you did so towards the bathroom, “Y’okay with this?” You nodded and he began to strip you of your clothing after turning on the hot water in the shower. The hot water ran down your body and you couldn’t help but grab his hand and held it close to you. You could lose everything but if you had Harry, you’d be alright.

He bathed you, clothed you, and cared you back to your normal self. He cuddled you when you sobbed and kissed your tears away, telling you everything was going to be alright. When you fell asleep, Harry slipped away. Driving himself straight to your office, he marched straight upstairs and knocked on Carlos’ office door.

“Mr. Styles, what can I do for you?” Carlos greeted, standing up and shaking his hand,

“Look, I kno’ there’s a policy, a rule but, we knew each oth’a befo’ she even worked here.” He stayed standing up even though Carlos offered him a seat, “Our relationship nev’a even affected her work, can’t yeh see she’s dedicated? She’s gonna be the best goddamn lawyer yeh’ll ev’a had and yeh’re a goddamn idiot if yeh let our relationship get in the way.” Carlos cleared his throat and stood up again, straightening his suit,

“I see you’ve heard about her suspension,” Harry nods, “but the policy still stands, Mr. Styles, she broke the company rules.”

“Lemme ask yeh this, is her work any less than wha’ it was befo’?” Carlos shakes his head, “Is she losin’ interest in her job?” Carlos shakes his head once again, “Then wha’s the fuckin’ problem because from wha’ I can see, she’s been workin’ harder than ever an’ she wants t’be better an’ she’s made this goddamn company better than it ever has.” Carlos stands there for a moment and takes a deep breath,

“Tell her I need a copy of all of your contracts by Monday morning.” Harry smiles and thanks him, exiting the room to drive back to your apartment and spend the night with you in his arms.

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[super-mario-girl]

Let me tell you about one of the best fanmade Taylor Swift video I ever saw

Swifties, please read this, if you have the time. I need to tell you about something amazing, something that is no longer with us:

A lot of fans have been Swifties for a while, some longer than others. There have been many different fan videos, from remixes, to unofficial music videos, to covers. But one that stood out to me was the lost masterpiece known as "This Is The Story Of Us", by youtube user KBCATS241513. 

This was a video that was released sometime in 2011, so it's pretty old. It's no longer available, it must of gotten deleted or something, because I can't find it anymore(I found their channel, and ALL of their videos are gone. They also had some unofficial music videos for non-single Taylor songs, and kickass mashups of the Fearless and Speak Now albums). I'm sad it's gone, because it was truly incredible. What was it, you ask?

Well, you know how people make remixes of songs? Well, this took it to the next level. 

This person literally took bits and pieces of her songs, then mixed and mashed them together to create an entirely new song with it’s own lyrics, story, and everything. And it was frickin insane.

Not only did they mix lyrics together, they also mixed the instrumentals, too. You would hear the guitar from one song AND the drums from another at the same time!

It wasn't all her songs, just the singles from Tim Mcgraw to The Story Of Us(excluding Should've Said No since it didn't have a music video.)

I don’t know how popular in the Swiftie fandom this video was. I remember sharing it on TaylorConnect at one point. I also remember many people in the Youtube comments saying Taylor should watch it. 

The reason I’m making this post is because I want to know if anyone else saw it. I’m hoping that someone went and saved it while it was still around, or at least the audio, because I really miss hearing it.

Even though the video may be gone, I still remember most of the lyrics, which I've put under the cut. It might not be 100% accurate as I'm typing it from memory. Just reading the lyrics itself doesn't even come close the experience that was listening to this song, but it's all that's left for now.

This Is The Story Of Us - Lyrics

He says he's so in love with me

The only thing that keeps me wishing our happiness

The time will come for us to finally win

This is the story of us

We were both young when I first saw you

Baby I was naive

You were good to me

You said "I'll never leave you alone"

I'm so glad

I was dreaming 'bout the day

When you wake up and find that I was losin' my mind

But we never turn back

We got nothing figured out

Yes, yes

*Our Song fiddle* I can see it now

Sometimes you gotta be so mean

Close my eyes and count to ten

Open my eyes and you weren't here

I really really hate that

Why you gotta be so mean?

He says he's so in love with me

The only thing that keeps me wishing our happiness

The time will come for us to finally win

So baby drive slow

Til we run out of road

I'm feeling like flyin'

We're getting stronger now

And faster and never scared(Yes, yes,)

This is what I thought about

(Don't remember if there's anything between this)

Sometimes I walk with my head down

But you make me feel okay again

Can you believe it? But it's re-eal 

Yes, yes, and you never let me down

Oh-oh

He says he's so in love with me

The only thing that keeps me wishing our happiness

(Don't remember what's here)

I can see it now

Now, now

NOOOOOOOOW, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW(He's the reason for the way I laugh)

'Cause I love you and that's all I really know

You saw me start to believe for the first time

You are the best thing that's ever been mine 

(I forget what’s here)

He’s the time taken up

But it’s never enough

And he’s all that I need to fall into

Can’t you see-ee-ee

We're gonna make it now (oh, oh)

Baby just say yes

(Something, something)

This is the story of us(The end)

[captain-rocket]

adrift

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sandandshadows:

“I am not receiving well,  But if you can hear me, I have lost power,, My food and water are almost gone, and atmo is at 19 percent and falling.”  

Mika was worried, he didn’t know if these were pirates or slavers, the type of people his father fought, but he was desperate, “Please respond again, your broadcast was too short.”  

“I say again this is Mika Honorata of the Free Steel song of Sands to anyone receiving.  We are in distress.  If there is anyone on this channel please speak again.  Is there anyone out there?  Can you hear me?”  

It was not a recording but it was a desperate voice, weak, it spoke softly, barely a whisper picked up and amplified by the radio.  “No gravity, no atmo, no power, we are adrift.”  

“I say again this is Mika Honorata of the free Steel Song of the Sands to whoever is on this channel.  We are in need of assistance.”

Rocket listened to the new message while glancing at Groot out of the side of his eye.

Damnit.

“Don’t even say it,” Rocket said irritatedly once the last message dissolved into static.

With a sigh, he changed course and locked onto a ship in the vicinity of the triangulated signal.

“Yay, we get to rescue some guys,” Rocket said in a sarcastic singsong.

“I sure hope they’re rich,” he muttered to himself.

“We’re on our way to yours guys’ location,” Rocket said into the microphone after opening a channel. “We’ll be there in a couple minutes.”

“I am Groot!”

“C’mon! I’m not wasting that much fuel when I don’t even know if they’re rich! We’ll probably end up with squat!” he complained, arms going across his chest again. “I’ll help ’em, but I don’t intend on losin’ a crap-ton of units in the process. I ain’t that good a Samaritan.”

Groot just shook his head disapprovingly.

“He said nineteen percent. They’re fine,” Rocket said with a shrug.

They came up on the ship soon after, which was a frickin’ lot bigger than theirs. But Rocket figured a ship that big wasn’t even gonna be interested in a little runt like their pod. 

They were just on an errand to pick up a part for the Milano and the biggest asset they had on board was actually, well, Rocket himself, seeing as he could fix just about anything. But it’d take months to fix up that ginormous clunker. No way he was taking that much time outta his short lifespan for that. 

“Looks like we’re gonna have to let ourselves in,” Rocket said, piloting the pod into one of the vacant hangars of the huge ship that he estimated was near the bridge. 

Getting up from the pilot’s seat, he got one of his favorite guns. “Now you wait here,” he said to Groot while grabbing a space suit and dropping it in his bag he always wore around his waist. He added a jet pack and then put both on his own back, the space suit forming around his body in a blue haze and the jet pack materializing around his chest. “Don’t let nobody in but me. Things start to go south, you fly right back to Quill and have him come get me, got it?”

“I am Groot,” the little tree said. 

“Don’t worry.” Rocket smiled and patted Groot’s head before going to the hatch and opening it up, a field appearing to keep the atmosphere from leaking out into the vacuum of the dead ship. 

He gave one last look at Groot before he slipped out through the field and into the airless, gravity-free environment of the other ship.

Piloting through with his jet-pack, he started to search for survivors. So far, it definitely didn’t look good, with bodies and signs that some bad crap had gone down. 

“Mika?” he said questioningly, repeating the name he’d heard in the message after opening a channel funneled through the pod in the hopes that someone would answer and give him a location to go for. Until then, he headed toward the bridge so he could get an idea of what went wrong.

“Anybody around? Ready to be rescued?” he said, searching through one empty compartment after another as he went. 

“Hey, thanks for the assist, Rocket. Here’s a big pile’a credits for your trouble,” he muttered to himself sullenly.