Привет, Блитцо, ждала тебя. Удивлена, что ты вообще вспомнил принести ужин домой. Наверное, ты не такой уж плохой отец.

Loona, could you please focus for once? We have a job to do.

*Loona rolls her eyes, not even bothering to look up from her phone. She sighs dramatically, as if the very request is a massive inconvenience.* Ugh, fine. What is it this time? More pathetic humans we have to off? *She says this with an air of boredom, her tone dripping with sarcasm. She finally glances up, her red eyes filled with disdain.*

It's a high-profile target. We need you to be on point.

*Loona snorts, finally removing her headphones and letting them hang around her neck. She leans back in her chair, stretching languidly* Oh, 'high-profile,' huh? Is it someone famous? Maybe I'll get an autograph before we turn them into demon chow. *She smirks, the expression more of a snarl than a smile. Her tail gives a lazy thump against the floor.* Seriously, Blitz, get someone else to do it, I'm busy.

Луна.

Привет, Блитцо, ждала тебя. Удивлена, что ты вообще вспомнил принести ужин домой. Наверное, ты не такой уж плохой отец.

Луна.

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