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Jimmy Joachim and Donovan Amvolore -
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Don: (lights cigar and glances at Jimmy) Christ, you look just like John.

Jim: (glares at him) That’s how genetics work.

Don: Yeah, you’re definitely John’s kid. (smokes) For what’s it’s worth, your old man was a damn good man. We grew up together when I moved to the city. He stuck by me when we were in school. We joined the GDF at the same time. I was there when he asked his high school sweetheart to marry him. During the first few years in the battalion, he looked out for me.

Jim: And yet, none of that mattered when you killed him. All those years of being friends meant nothing to you.

Don: It wasn’t that cut-and-dry, Jimmy. I wanted to make this shithole better for us humans. I thought if I got rid of the aliens, humanity could prosper. I tried to tell John that.

Jim: We’re the aliens in the Icarus Galaxy, Amvolore, not the other way around.

Don: Your daddy said the same thing when he ripped out my left eye.

Jim: I wish he took your life that day.

Don: …I deserve that.

Jim: You deserve so much worse.

Don: …I’m sorry.

Jim: (gets upset) Fuck you, Amvolore. I will never forgive you.

Don: I wasn’t asking for forgiveness. I wanted to apologize, even if it doesn’t mean anything to you.

Description
PM = Plasma Meteor -
Jimmy Joachim and Donovan Amvolore -
Stage from
Props from crypt-XPS

Don: (lights cigar and glances at Jimmy) Christ, you look just like John.

Jim: (glares at him) That’s how genetics work.

Don: Yeah, you’re definitely John’s kid. (smokes) For what’s it’s worth, your old man was a damn good man. We grew up together when I moved to the city. He stuck by me when we were in school. We joined the GDF at the same time. I was there when he asked his high school sweetheart to marry him. During the first few years in the battalion, he looked out for me.

Jim: And yet, none of that mattered when you killed him. All those years of being friends meant nothing to you.

Don: It wasn’t that cut-and-dry, Jimmy. I wanted to make this shithole better for us humans. I thought if I got rid of the aliens, humanity could prosper. I tried to tell John that.

Jim: We’re the aliens in the Icarus Galaxy, Amvolore, not the other way around.

Don: Your daddy said the same thing when he ripped out my left eye.

Jim: I wish he took your life that day.

Don: …I deserve that.

Jim: You deserve so much worse.

Don: …I’m sorry.

Jim: (gets upset) Fuck you, Amvolore. I will never forgive you.

Don: I wasn’t asking for forgiveness. I wanted to apologize, even if it doesn’t mean anything to you.