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12/7/2015 5:28:40 PM
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He keeps patting her back, slowly slowing down. He pulls back. "It's alright, you're going to be fine."
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[i]"No, I'm not..."[/i] [b]She looks up at him[/b]
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"Trust me, I've been through Hell. Twice actually." He chuckles a bit. "And you were able to kill that wolf. You're easily one of the strongest women I know."
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[b]She doesn't move[/b] [i]"I don't care, I already stand out enough!"[/i]
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He chuckles a bit more. "And I don't?" She realizes what he means, being almost completely metal.
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[i]"Atleast people -blam!-ing accept you, Python!"[/i] [b]She looks up at him[/b] [i]"I walk somewhere, and people look at me like I'm not even human! They treat me like some kind of monster for what happened to me!"[/i]
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He sighes, looking down, probably carefully thinking about his next words. After a while, he looks back up, meeting her eyes and speaks. "Look, either they're gonna learn to deal with how you look, or they can go screw themselves. You'll be ok, you've got friends and people to lean on. Doesn't mean you'll need to, but you will when you do."
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[b]She looks back down at her hands, making a tight fist in each, as she doesn't look back up[/b] [i]"Why does life hate me so much..."[/i] [spoiler]Damn, I had a whole entire scene planned out Her overloading with Phazon[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]... DOOOOOOOO EEEEET[/spoiler] He hugs her again, staying silent.
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[spoiler]Find a way to set her off, wrong words, action, anything[/spoiler] [b]She lets out a sniff[/b]
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He releases the hug and backs off. "Alright, let's go shoot some more stuff?" He grins, the thought of her discovery of her....changes invades her mind yet again. [spoiler]*waits to get slapped*[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]facepalm* Yeah, like that's gonna do it[/spoiler] [b]She stands[/b] [i]"Yeah..."[/i]
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[spoiler]Dammit, Mom...[/spoiler] He leads her back to the shooting range. A few more soldiers were there. They take one look at her and it's a strange look. Hell, maybe a dirty look. Python pulls his pistol and steps up to a station, not noticing the looks.
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[b]She doesn't even look, flipping them off as she walks by them, stepping up next to Python[/b]
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Python fires, nailing a target and knocking it off the set up. A soldier walks up next to her, an evil grin on his face. This was probably a dare, or something else stupid. "Hey, wanna go out on a date?"
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[i]"-blam!- off"[/i] [b]Those two words showed she was already annoyed[/b]
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The soldier fell back laughing, literally falling on his back while a group of three more laughed about twenty feet away. Python stopped shooting and looked over. [spoiler]DOOOOOOOO EET[/spoiler]
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[b]To show she wasn't joking, she pulled her sidearm, shooting the ground next to the man's head, the tungsten round making a loud thud as it hit the metal floor[/b]
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The soldier stopped laughing and rolled to the side, getting up and running. His group of friends on the other hand, we're laughing like they had never laughed before. Python steps up next to her, holstering his pistol.
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[b]She growls, not wanting to risk shooting someone else, as she turns back to the shooting range, aiming to shoot a target[/b]
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"He playing a prank on you?" He looks at the man as he runs then turns back to her.
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[i]"I could care less"[/i] [b]She shoots, as the target explodes[/b]
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He chuckles a bit. "I used to pull shit like that all the time. Ask a girl out even though I'd be way put of her league. Not that he's out of-" She interrupts him, blind rage and madness taking over. [spoiler]I actually do that IRL.....I've been slapped so many times.... Anyways *deep breath* DOOOOOOOO EEEEEEEEET[/spoiler]
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[i]"Out of her league? Yeah, shows a lot about you!"[/i] [spoiler]worst Reason Ever[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]....dammit just do something please, Mom?[/spoiler] He chuckles a bit. "Not what I meant." Starting to walk back to his station, he pulled his pistol.
