Hey. Smellerbee here. It's mostly just Longshot and me here, but the Duke and Pipsqueak pop in every once in a while. You can talk to Jet here. Sneers... Well, he doesn't come here anymore. RIP Sneers. Anyways, ask us some stuff, I guess. I kinda answer for 'Shot-- he's not a man of many words. Make sure you say who your question's for!
Alright, that's about it. Peace out, brussel sprout.
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Jun? I dunno. She seems like she’d be great in a fight. Good sense of humor. She’s kinda a jerk though. She’d fit in pretty well on the Freedom Fighters. Longshot doesn’t like her.
-Smellerbee.
ms jun is nice.
-love, the duke.
-Smellerbee.
We’re starting to flip out.
Jet? Help?
-Smellerbee.
Pipsqueak is undercover on my orders.
Now shush Smellerbee before you blow his secret identity.
-Jet
Well… If you say so, boss. He said he’d only be a day. But… I guess you’d know better than I would, hah. Not my mission.
-Smellerbee.
i hope he’s okay.
-love, the duke.
We’re starting to flip out.
Jet? Help?
-Smellerbee.
You got it, boss! We’ll be there this time.
Ah, there was another thing… There are a few people who want to join up. Some ex-Dai Li. A really sad kid from the Northern Water Tribe. An older Fire Nation lady. What should I say?
He nodded in thanks.
-Smellerbee.
Um.. Sorry, boss. I was just trying to finish the poem I started yesterday sharpening my knife. It won’t happen again! Same time tomorrow?
-Smellerbee.
wha? what day is it?
-love, the duke.
-Smellerbee.
um… okay… i guess i’ll just leave then…
-love, the duke
i don’t get it.
-love, the duke.
He’s not just a perfect with his arrows.
I’m just gonna go now.
Good night.
-Smellerbee
… O.O
-Longshot
Uh. He kinda blushed and scratched his nose. I could tell you what that means, but I guess it’s not really tumblr appropriate…
What am I doing. GET TO WORK YOU NINNY
-Smellerbee.
Oh, I dunno. You people are nosy! ‘Shot and I had to carry Jet on our backs by ourselves all the way from Ba Sing Se to the Eastern Air Temple. We had… I dunno. A dream, at the same time, telling us to go there so Jet could get healed. Whatever. Anyways, it was a long trip with really just the two of us and a guy in a coma. So. Yeah.
-Smellerbee.
We’re still really young! I’m, like, fifteen! I think.
Anyways, I’m not marrying anybody. Not until there’s somebody else to take over the crew (ahem Jet) and not until we get the Duke a real home and stuff.
-Smellerbee.
ANON YOU’RE MAKING ME BLUSH AND WARRIORS DON’T BLUSH
-Smellerbee.
thanks.
-longshot.
