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Butler- Knockout Pellets

Turnball seemed a little irritated and not at all scared. “Mr. Butler, as
a manservant to a great strategist, didn’t it occur to you that another
great strategist such as myself might have anticipated this moment, or
one like it?”
Butler’s stomach sank. Turnball is armed.

note to self regarding extended mind

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local Players = game:GetService("Players")
local UserInputService = game:GetService("UserInputService")
local RunService = game:GetService("RunService")
local TweenService = game:GetService("TweenService")
local Core = game:GetService("CoreGui")

Skyrim SE Load Order 1/30/2026

GameMode=SkyrimSE

Skyrim.esm=1
Update.esm=1
Dawnguard.esm=1

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Air was displaced. The construct rushed her, and it was only just in time that she deflected two heavy overhand blows onto the naked black blade of her sword. Harrow let out a yelp as though she had touched her hand to a flame.
“Nonagesimus!”
Gideon considered the good news and the bad news. The good news: the blows that rained down on her were not as heavy as she had expected from something so enormous. They came down hard and fast, but no harder than the hand of Naberius Tern; lighter, for the lack of muscle. Osseous matter never weighed as much as blood and flesh, which was one of the problems with pure construct magic.
The bad news: she couldn’t do jack shit to it. Her light sword could barely deflect the blows. She had some small hope with her obsidian knuckle-knives—one good strong backhand bash and she had knocked out part of one arm, snapping the blade off near the tip—but then watched with a sickening weight in her gut as the blade reformed.

Menu Spider Mine

local Players = game:GetService("Players")
local RunService = game:GetService("RunService")
local player = Players.LocalPlayer

local ScreenGui = Instance.new("ScreenGui")

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“You got that body roughly three years ago, correct? Is that the reason you were strongly opposed when the higher ups at the time suggested hiring her?”
“Well, that was part of it... Either way, I bet she would’ve turned you down. She only takes jobs that suit her tastes. Apparently her family values interest over money. Oh, but she might have cooperated if you’d asked her to make a puppet that incarnates Heroic Spirits.”
When she had finished talking about mages who were not currently directly involved in this Grail War, Francesca suddenly wiped the grin from her face.
“I may not be one to talk, but the memory copies in Scar Red’s puppets are perfect. So perfect that it makes me wonder if she even copies her soul.”
“That’s...”

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