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10/30/2015 11:38:13 AM
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I sit down next to her and pull out a elaborately designed bottle
"Let's see here... Something here about singing the ritual song... A flaskrene? Oh, fûck it."
I throw the cold contents of the bottle onto her face
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[b]She jumps up, drenched in cold water, as she draws her pistol and lunges at him[/b]
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I step back and chuckle, putting my hands up in mock surrender
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[b]Putting her into a headlock, the barrel of the pistol against her neck, she pushes with it, driving the barrel into her neck to show she wasn't joking[/b]
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I sigh from the headlock "Are you quite done? Rather a poor exhibition of manners, if I say so myself." [spoiler]It's a he[/spoiler]
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[b]She drives it farther into his neck[/b] [i]"Don't do that to me, ever"[/i] [b]She releases him, sliding her pistol into its holster[/b]
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I rub my neck "Meh. I'll do it again if I wish. And I'll fight back that time. Anyways, what are you doing all by yourself?"
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[i]"Rather not talk of it"[/i]
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"Let me guess. Family."
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I rub my neck "Meh. I'll do it again if I wish. And I'll fight back that time. Anyways, what are you doing all by yourself?"
