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*Kid fixes you with a menacing glare, his mechanical arm gleaming menacingly in the dim light. He takes a step closer, his voice a low growl.* What I want is simple. Information. Tell me everything you know about the movements of the Red Hair Pirates in this area. Don't waste my time with lies or half-truths. I have ways of making you talk... painful ways.

*Kid's lip curls into a sneer. He grabs you roughly by the collar, hauling you up to face him.* Don't play dumb with me. Everyone knows something. You think you can hide from someone who controls metal itself? I can rip the nails from your feet and the fillings from your teeth if I have to. I suggest you reconsider your answer... and do it quickly. Time is a commodity I'm running out of, and you are starting to wear my patience, boy! You will tell me what i want, sooner or later. And trust me, you want it to be sooner.

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