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[Today Matt is annoyed. He opened a bag of sour skittles and found they tasted like corn. It was bad enough the book he was reading randomly decided to translate to Swahili. Now his favorite food ever decided to betray him as well. ;A;
You'll find him in the bazaar, scouting out a new bag. Cause he can't live without his skittles.]
You'll find him in the bazaar, scouting out a new bag. Cause he can't live without his skittles.]
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The hell is wrong with you?
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If that's how you treat your friends then you don't deserve her. Stay away from her.
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I fail ta' see what I did wrong, but feel free ta' enlighten me.
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You embarrassed her. It was bad enough she had died. But you went and broadcast how you found her underwear. Do you like being an asshole, or is that just a side effect to being stupid?
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[He's just going to ignore that stupid comment because he gets that just a bit too much. Jinx's muscles tense as he readies himself for battle 38]
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[His brow furrows, fists tightens.]
This is the last time I'm saying it. Stay away from her.
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Fine.
[Oh hey, Jinx. How's about that fist flying toward your face.]
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You sonofabitch.
[Jinx pulls out his eco pistol and aims it right at the other man's chest. It's loaded with a pretty decent cocktail of that liquid light, so dodging this one will take quite a bit of speed.]
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It's like the pain is delayed. Whatever Jinx has shot Matt with strikes a rib and aha that doesn't sound like normal bone, does it, Jinx? And there it is. He let's out a pained cry and grips his middle.]
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Stepping into the bazaar, she goes to call for him (he seems to dislike it when she moves quietly), but the sight and scent of blood and Matt on the ground register with her sensors before she can say his name.
Zee reacts fast and she moves to try and pick up Jinx fling him like a ragdoll.]
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It's not what it looks like, I swear.
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He blinks. Look it's a Zee! He offers her a weak smile. Getting shot hurts. 8(]
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Zee sprints after Jinx and lunges for him - her speed is excellent Jinx, can you outrun a battle droid?
Because she's coming after you with that fixed, lifeless look on her face and she very much wants to hurt you.]
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He's just going to hide behind all the things and jump shit because lol he already knows that his chances of getting out of here unscathed.]
Lemme explain, dammit!
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As she holds him up in front of her, her normally blue optical sensors flash a very angry yellow.]
Explain. Quickly.
[JUST ONE MINUTE DEAR Mommy and Daddy are having a TALK.]
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Well, I was here an he was there, ya' see. We were talkin' an' he told me ta' stay away from his girlfriend. I said no an' he socked me in th' jaw.
[His breathing is a bit sharp, which is actually making his voice a tad bit higher than usual. Also, he's shaking just a bit. His neck is actually beginning to hurt a but because Zee doesn't like the floor or something.]
Well I didn't know that his fist was metal so I though I could take it but I couldn't. He knocked me ta' th' floor an broke a few bones so I pulled th' bad boy out an' shot him.
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[YOU DON'T SHOOT SOMEONE WHO THREW A PUNCH, JINX. YOU JUST HIT THEM BACK. SHEESH.
Zee is obviously displeased with his answer and she slams Jinx against the nearest wall, holds her arm up. Check this out, Jinx, you're gonna love it! Her arm literally folds an changes until there's a silver gun pointed right at you.
Let's see how you like being shot at, hmm? She's not aiming to kill him, but she's definitely aiming to hit him somewhere painful. Like in the FOOT. ]
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Jinx grunts loudly when his body collides with the wall.]
Cool trick ya' got there.
[FKJDLFJLSD HOLD UP ZEE WAIT. JINX ISN'T MADE OF METAL THIS ISN'T THE SAME, YO.]
Look, here, Sweetheart. He's notta human, an' I am. Don't ye' think that shootin' me'll be a lot different from shootin' him?
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