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 Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 5:17 pm
She glanced at the hand holding her wrist and then shot him a pitying look, "Or what? You'll provoke me into beating the s**t out of you?" She tsked, "I wasn't awful, Horace. I was just honest and you couldn't stand the idea that things weren't the way you wanted them to be." Instead of pulling her wrist away, she shoved forward and into him. "I asked why, Horace. Why should I do anything you ask? I never had your good opinion so it's not like I'll lose it. I'm sure as ******** not afraid of you or anything you can do. I don't like you, Horace, you made sure of that. So why are you asking for things from me like I have any reason to listen. You can't even ask ******** nicely." Another shove. "Just come into my house with insults and demands and s**t, like, who the ******** do you think you are, boy? You're nothing. This isn't about you. I want him and I can have him, and all you can do after is forgive him like a good pet and find a new way to pretend it's okay."
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 5:50 pm
She shoved him and he stumbled back. "You were awful because you thought I should take your word as ******** gospel before checking. You expected me to write off someone I trust and care for - here. Here, where ******** reality can twist and s**t, yeah I was mad. I was mean to you because you expected this s**t out of me and when I didn't roll over like a good dog you decided I was lower than dogshit." She shoved him again and he gritted his teeth and let her move him. "This is about you taking things you don't even ******** want because you can - it's a shitty power play because you're mad at the world! You shouldn't do it because it's ******** wrong, because it goes against everything you used to be." Then he shoved her, hard. And again. And again. "I know this isn't about me; I've always been a pretty sidepiece and if I get hurt, well isn't that ******** bonus." Horace shoved again until her back hit the wall. Junk crunched under his feet. His hand slammed onto the wall next to her head. Hurt and anger crawled across his face. "So who the ******** are now, America Jones? ********, nothing I said, not even if I asked nicely would work. D'you want me to beg prettily? D'you want me to make threats? Make promises? Offer anything?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 6:02 pm
Leaning against the wall she watched him with lips curling. "Why'd you come here to ask me this instead of staying and asking him?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 6:10 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 6:12 pm
"Then you know what staying with him means."
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 6:17 pm
"No, it doesn't have to." His eyes narrowed. "Why are you like this?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 6:22 pm
She gazed impassively back, an odd echo of the man in question. "I'm not here to help you lie to yourself, Horace. Like I said, Lawrence and I started talking again. He was the one who messaged me first, by the by, and right now he makes sense to me in a way other people don't. I want him around me right now. If you're not taking up the offer then there's nothing for you here." Lifting her hand, she tore off the top of a freezey pop and gnawed at it while calmly maintaining eye contact.
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 6:33 pm
"You're worse than he'll ever be." He slapped her, the hard crack of it stinging his palm.
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 6:40 pm
Her head rocked to the side and the girl paused, unnaturally still for a moment. Spitting out a piece of plastic she slowly turned her head to face him. "Horace, you like being hurt, don't you?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 6:48 pm
He grinned crookedly, and although the expression held nothing of mirth, there was a small shred of satisfaction. It was almost a snarl. "What's it to ya, 'Merica? You gonna do somethin?"
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lizbot rolled 2 20-sided dice:
4, 6
Total: 10 (2-40)
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 6:52 pm
She punched him in the throat. “Is this what you came for, honey?"
Hp: 99
Dmg: 4
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 9
Total: 16 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 6:59 pm
"No, but I guess it'll ********' do." His right hand swung around, Jannisari hissing into place as he cracked her across the chin. HP: 46/50 DMG: 10 CHG: 1/3 lizbot is fear absorbed off of clones for charges? idr
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lizbot rolled 2 20-sided dice:
16, 3
Total: 19 (2-40)
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 7:04 pm
She hissed at the pain and then beamed at him, eyes bright with the experience of it. Violence, given and returned. It was shining and new and it was hers, this time is was hers and no pale memory. With a laugh she slammed her head up into his chin.
Hp: 89
Dmg: 13
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 4
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 7:11 pm
Horace stumbled back, stars flashing in front of his eyes as his teeth slammed painfully together. His blade skittered across her arm as he went. "You ain't gonna summon?" HP: 33/50 DMG: 3 CHG: 2/3
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lizbot rolled 2 20-sided dice:
7, 6
Total: 13 (2-40)
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 7:16 pm
Hp: 86
Dmg: 7
"Against you," she scoffed. "Honey, I wanna make this last."
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