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 Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 12:44 pm
Just because it happens often, doesn't make it right.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 12:45 pm
: razz uts her hand up:: Then I invite you to see if you can stop them.
Go on.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 12:46 pm
*Snarls as he snaps his head back from the boot kick to his jaw. Then his pain growl that follows cuts off as the claws cut through his vocal cords. Eyes wide with fury, he takes in his adrenalin rush and shoves both sets of claws into Draken's torso and pushes him away and out of his neck. A kick shoves him off his claws and away as he stumbles back with a hand to his neck*
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 12:47 pm
it's not as if I'm equipped to stop them and those that can, are sitting back and doing nothing.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 12:49 pm
*smirks at Snow as he makes way to the bar*
Have you ever attempted to master the art of not sticking your nose where it clearly doesn't belong? You should try it.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 12:49 pm
Then why bother. The people who can stop them it doesn't seem to bother them at the least.
And what do you care. It's not effecting you negatively. Keep your nose out of other people's business.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 12:52 pm
Well, I'm not some sort of savage who likes to sit around and watch two people rip each other to shreds.
Pardon me for being civilized.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 12:52 pm
*Glances over as he hears Osborn over the clamor of the fight and smells him over the scent of his and Draken's flowing blood. A strangled growl gurgles as his throat repairs itself.* Yegh! *The words come out distorted by the broken vocal cords*
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 12:53 pm
*Daken coughs out a bit of blood*Gnnnnargghh!*Daken fights trough the pain and goes right back on he attack clawing at his fathers neck*
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 12:57 pm
Then get out if you feel that way. No one is forcing you to watch.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 12:58 pm
I don't take orders from you, sorry to disappoint.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 12:58 pm
*He barely gets his arms up in time to ward of Draken's renewed assault, keeping his throat safe again, though some cuts got through. He growls, and tackles Draken to the floor. One set of claws slam through his son's forearm, pinning it to the floor, claws through muscle, bone, and floorwood. Then he does the same with the other arm, adamantium claws pushed through the wrist. With a growl, he glares at his son.* Stop.... Doin'... This! *He pants through ragged breathing and torn trachea* It doesn't...gotta be this way, son!
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 12:59 pm
Then wallow in your own dismay.
It's not my concern.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 1:00 pm
*Flies in and spots Daken pinned to the ground* Today is gonna be a good day.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 1:00 pm
::rolls her eyes::
The Egos in the place sometimes astound me.
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