Midgets...hundreds of em....

OOC : Please find attached a phote of MP in what he considers "undercover clothes"....
 
"Theyre more like screams of 'call the national guard'"
"Ah"
"Laters"
 
"EEEE"
 
"MP put down that guard right now...."
 
"eee"
 
"RUN AWAY!"
 
*bang*
 
**10 gun filled mins later **
 
Phil an MP were in an alley way, not from the bay where the "nuceal wessels" were based. But their clothes were...well...buggered from when Phil decided that crawling up a sewage pipe to get away from the guards would be a good idea...
 
"we need clothes....go and nick some from the store over there..."
 
"EEEE?"
 
"Why you? well If you dont I'll tell jay who soiled the seat of the Pheonix....."
 
"EEEEE!"
 
"Yes I know it was me...but who he going to belive........"
 
"EE"
 
"OI...watch your language.....and make sure the clothes are good for undercover work okay..."
 
"e"
 
** another 10 mins later **
 
Phil was trying so hard not to laugh...at least the clothes that MP had nicked for him were of a decent size...MP dress sense was , well, poor(see atached Photo)
 
"That the best you could do?"
 
"EE"
 
"Right *muffled laugh* time to collect some particles...."
 
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