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11/2/2015 3:16:25 AM
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Dean winces, sitting against the wall. He looks down at the burn and chuckles.
"You know, I thought we could be friends, after you eventually got your payback."
The burn from the pistol begins sizzling and within five minutes, the burn is gone and Dean seems fine. He stands.
"We cool now?"
He chuckles a bit as he extends his hand. Soldiers around had heard the shot and were coming out of their room with rifles.
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We're even if that's what you mean. You cost me a hand all because you can't control your damn temper. Not something that you can just forget and forgive, "bud". [b]He closes the door to his Quarters[/b]
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He mumbles. "Don't gotta be a bitch about it." Dean shakes his head and tells the troops to go back to their rooms. He walks past them, heading towards his room with a singed hole in his shirt.
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[b]He can hear from inside the room[/b] Same thing I said to your mom!
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[spoiler]You just hit the worst nerve you could....[/spoiler] He turns on his heel and walks towards Jace's room again. He kicks in the door.
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Whelp, there goes that temper again. Control yourself, Dean.
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"Don't ever talk about my mother again." He stares Jace down. His voice was distorted, angier. He stood there with a murderous look in his eye.
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[b]Jace stared right back at him, blankly[/b] Or what? You'll kill me? Worse people have tried, bud. Get the hell outta here, temperamental Hellspawn. We have training in 4 hours.
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[spoiler]Check chat for explanation of teh outburst [/spoiler] He chuckles. "Don't talk about my mother ever again. I will tear you limb from limb."
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Try it. And you won't be able to heal when I'm done.
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"You think I'm joking? I've done it before and I'll do it again."
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Do you assume I'm kidding? [b]For the first time, Jace m's tone has turned serious[/b] You know what you are? A hazard.
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"Yeah, I am. And you make me even more of a hazard. So, step off."
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Edited by Bardo XCIX: 11/2/2015 3:59:25 AM[b]Jace looks at him, genuinely angered[/b] Just stay the hell away from me, Eh?
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"You stay away from me and I'll stay away from you. Deal? Good."
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Edited by Bardo XCIX: 11/2/2015 4:06:12 AMNow will you finally leave my newly door less room?
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He turns and walks out, a mad look on his face.
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[b]Jupiter walks by, noticing the door gone, and peeks in the room, catching what Jace said "A hazard"[/b]
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[b]He notices here, but keeps staring at Dean[/b]
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[b]She keeps listening, although she hovers outside of the door[/b]
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[b]She sees Dean leave, and Jace goes back into his room, and sits in a chair[/b]
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[b]Jupiter runs off silently, her feet were padded by her socks, due to her being in simple clothing[/b]
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[b]Jace leans out[/b] So she's a stalker. Check that off the list. [b]He goes back in[/b]
