originally posted in:The New Dojo
Traci smirked and placed her hands on her hips.
"That's what a virgin would say. Anyway, here."
Traci formed a small dagger out of steel and tossed it to him.
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He caught it by its handle, examining it. “A knife?” He gently dragged the tip across his left thumb, making a small cut. “I still prefer punching people.”
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"May help in the future. It's my way of saying thank you." Traci shrugged.
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“Well... thanks.” He slid it into a small pocket located on the holster of his revolver. His two gifts would be right next to each other now.
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"I'll see you some other time, okay?" She began to walk off, waving.