paradisa | First Mission ⊕ Do you want ants? Because THAT'S how you get ants. [Accidentally Dictated]

[Sterling Archer, international spy, is suction-cupped to the outside of the 30th story of a skyscraper. His colleague is careening down to her death, having slipped mere seconds ago.]

AAAAAAARRRRRCCCCHHHHHHEEEEEEERRRRRRRRR!

I'M COOOOOOMMMMMMMIIIIIIINNNNNGGGG!

Phrasing! Oof!

[Archer launches off the building into a backwards swan dive and freefalls after her in hot pursuit.]

LAAAAAAANNNNNNNNAAAAAAAAA! WOOOOO HOOO HOOOO-HOOOOO!

[He passes her and turns mid-air, ready to grab on to the building again and catch her.

Instead, he comes to a sudden stop as he crashes down... on top of a dude... in some kind of bright turquoise body armor... in a strange kitchen he's never seen before in his life. The force of the fall slams them both into the counter, sending food flying everywhere as they both skid to a rough stop against the cabinets.]

WHAT THE SHIT? Where the hell am I? LANA!

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I wouldn't say care... amused maybe. I'm more concerned with what happened to Tucker...

Fine. Whatever, it's settled - nobody cares about anything.

And if you're talking about the turquoise dude that looks like some kind of space robot, he's fine. Pretty nice guy, actually.

First Mission ⊕ Do you want ants? Because THAT'S how you get ants. [Accidentally Dictated]

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