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"If our first five minutes of conversation didn't scare you off, I doubt my judicious use of profanity will. I doubt anything I say or do will, but suspect you might crack a smile or mutter something like Sam what, Sam why? if I tell our soul-snatching enemy, to its face, to go and fuck a flaming durian, but the audacity might give it pause and us an opportunity to act. I don't know. Something similar worked once before. Anything's worth a shot, which is kinda why I had my crowbar silvered on one end.... but I'm not exactly as ready as I want to be to tackle this bastard." Sighing, Sam looked to the map once more. "Information aside. I don't know what your abilities might take out of you when you use 'em, but I have to build up reserves. I'll be able to get myself pretty solidly stocked tomorrow, probably by lunchtime tomorrow, but no promises."