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There was a silence for a moment, filled only by his own heavy breathing, but finally broken as a spent clip hit the floor and a new one replaced it. He took half a second to aim at one of the legs on the barstool on which she was sitting, "You need to get down off your high horse ya b***h. Lemme help." He fired, hitting the leg (shattering of wood, busting up if metal) and holstering his weapon.

Yeah, if he had crossed the line, she had just nuked it. If anyone didn't see what was coming next, he would have liked to pistol whip her, but slapping her would be much, much easier. So he did, or tried to anyway, rather forcefully at that. Either way his words would be the same, "You are just as stubborn as Torment, ya know that ya little whore? Just about as stuck up as him too. Certainly piss me off just as much. You say one more word about Cora and I will not hesitate to frag the both of us if it means I can rid the world of one more stuck up little whore."

His eyes went wide for a moment as he attempted to shove her back, the itch to draw his gun once more crawling over him. Shoved or not he would take a step back, "Heh, fitting that you'd end up with a worthless bum like him. The two of you sharing a bed makes me sick, but its also fitting that the scum of two worlds would find one another in a single bed. A whore like you probably doesn't even care for the bed, you'd probably settle for a bed of broken glass and rusted nails if it meant you'd get another ******** out of it. Seem to be fine with anything on two legs. Wouldn't be surprised if you weren't even that discriminating."

Tac blinked as she walked off, Well that ended rather anticlimatically...I didn't even get to shoot her. Well...shoot at her and hit anyway. Meh...that would have involved paperwork...I know it. Or Aetas getting pissed...He tends to do that at times when I kill important figures. I mean...look at like Hitler or JFK. Which I swear I slipped. Aiming for that guy on the grassy knoll...geez. Try to be a hero... He shrugged, heading for the bar, or behind it rather, "Hey b***h, since I'm getting myself something, and you know, I'm a civil human being, care for anything while I'm behind the bar?"

He had half a mind to go try and bite it, but thought she might enjoy that too, so instead he just shrugged, "Sorry hun, 'pops' is reserved." After making his way around the bar he crouched down, rumaging through some stuff. He shook his head slightly, The little b***h...talking about Cora like that. She was an angel...my angel. She doesn't know a damn about Cora...or myself for that matter. So what if I've killed a few along the way... He peaked up over the bar and looked at her for a second before sinking back down, Wonder if her hair is naturally that color...

Tac popped up and set a Diet Squirt on the bar he had found down there somewhere. As he popped it open a single question came to mind, for now, "So, princess b***h, why all the jade? I mean if I were considered royaly and was slutty as you I'm sure I'd have diamonds and all that s**t."

He stuck his tongue out at her, "If I'm going to insult someone, I do it in my own way. I wasn't raised in a zoo." He took a sip of his diet squirt, but half choked on it when she gave her reply. He sputtered slightly as he looked at her a bit oddly, "In your culture a god is a patron of the Brink, I got that much, but what the ******** does that have to do with Jade?"

He kinda backed away, that urge to shoot her still around somewhere. Maybe he had a grenade....nah, too messy. He grabbed his drink and scooted down a bit, "Ok, so no Brink about this person, but still, you didn't answer my question about the significance of the Jade. And this Luca chick, who's she?"