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The dusted gentleman was in a foul mood today. Oh yes he was.
It had been brought on by nothing short of trivial. A lack of sleep. For some reason, he had had trouble sleeping. Iven hadn't been anywhere near Galileo as he was travelling somewhere looking for more wares to bring to the traders pack. It was a problem spanning his life, Galileo had always had nights where he would sleep, not even for a mintue no matter now tired he got. And then the next day he was a heathen. There were times where the grumpiness stretched the whole week, and sometimes the whole sleeplessness drove on through the entire week too.
The dusted creature moved through the grass donning his bulky secui form for added effect. Any body who decided fuck with him today would get their come upance. His head was kept lower towards the ground, his eyes only darting up for a sense of direction. He was ready to snap at any body wo gave him reason to.
Sleeplessness was a trivial reason to everybody else, but to Galileo it was a fantastic reason to release some energy.
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