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I put the note down on the bar next to me, and pivot as JD "assumes the position". "Did you now?" I ask with a smirk, "here I thought you'd be glad to have me thinkin' clear headed again, given how quickly you wanted me to get the fek out of here af…
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I do my best to hide the limp once I get inside, but my stiffness has fekked up my gait, and the best I can hope for is to look like I took the beatin' like a champ. I take up a place at the bar, to keep stationary, and catch my breath. We exchange …
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I put a hand on Fleece's shoulder. "I'll get the word out on a more regular supply of meat mesh — till then, I can send folks out to get some."
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I point to Fleece, "She's the one who knows what these things cost. Ask her. You might wanna throw in a bit extra so she can have some on hand..." "Back to normal" ain't exactly what I was hoping for. "Just don't leave me holdin' a pile of shite, G…
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I stare at him blankly for a second, dumbfounded. What indeed. I regard Gigg with a great deal of uncertainty... He's a wild fekin' bull in a china shop, this one. He can sniff out danger like no-one I ever knew. I ain't sayin' I want him passin'…
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I look over at Mimi, my arms crossed, and shake my head, "I want you to stop killin' folks at the drop of a hat — especially here. We need some fekin' peace for a change." I look to Gigg, "especially from you."
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Fek me... Why've I always gotta play the go between... For all I give a shite, Mimi could have that fekin' thing in her forever — but it just so happens I know a guy, who knows a guy, who knows a guy that works in the Depot Hospital. I'm gunna regr…
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"Ain't June a brain fekker? She could likely rewire ya." I grin over at Mimi, but it's a crocodile smile.
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I park myself in the corner of the room not far from Fleece, but out of the way. When Mimi takes a jab at me, a shite-eating grin spreads across my face. I wanna ask her how the new helmet's treatin' her, since — if I recall correctly — Sash smashed…
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Last time the United Front came through here, there was a brawl of epic proportions... Folks got way too drunk, insults were traded, and the miners thought it best they throw those disrespectful feks out on their asses... Fleece made a good amount o…
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I sigh, and shake my head in frustration at Gigg's indiscretion. Whatever. I'll deal with that later. "Well those UF fekkers came lookin' for her, and she came lookin' for me — A bunch of them jumped us while we were tryin' to grab her car from the …
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"Gigg!" I call out, unable to contain myself, "you sun-scorched blazebrain! You nearly got Cinch and me killed!" My tone is light-hearted, but there's a bit of annoyance in there too. I sigh, "you done with me here, Fleece? I can get scarce..."
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I smile, and in a joking tone add, "More sex. Got it." If she bothers to look over, she'll catch me winking at her.
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I'm about to yell out to the visitor at the door, tell them to take a fekin' hike, when I remember I ain't in my office, and I shut it. I reach out and gently grab her arm, askin' for a moment more of her attention, "I'm gunna hear you out — I promi…
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I regard her seriously, and offer the attention she craves. "And what might that be?"
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More than sex... OK... Like what? OOC: spending hold 2/3: What does Fleece wish I'd do?
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I sigh, "I'm not a fekin' blazebrain, Fleece... As if someone with your skills couldn't make a life for yourself anywhere? I still think about you, you know... When I let my mind wander off work, or get a little too drunk... Hell, even when I'm with…
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OOC: Is she telling the truth about not staying for me?
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Ever play two truths and a lie? Sometimes I think that smooth accent of hers was built for that game. Her candid little slip about Sierra puts a frown on my face, and I don't bother hiding it. I don't know where she got the idea that I was tryin' to…
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Did that come out wrong? I let out a sharp breath at the growing pain in my knee, and jerk it away from her. "Fleece... I made a mistake, lettin' myself get wrapped up in Sierra's world. I wasn't good for her, and she wasn't good for me. Apparently,…
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She didn't really answer my question 'bout her and Sierra... She's dancin' around it, it seems. It doesn't help that she's sittin' here tryin' to sell Sierra's leavin' like it's good for us all... Though I guess it might actually be. Maybe I'm just …
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I flip back over, and sit up to face her. I don't have any comments about bein' decent... I guess I just ain't used to people tellin' me that. Kinda nice, though... "Poachin' my affections?" I ask, with a dubious look on my face, "what do you mean…
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Fleece never was one to fek about with her work. I follow her directions to the "T", fallin' into old habits pretty quickly — even if I don't realize it right away. Oddly enough, I feel a little guilty usin' up the last of her meatmesh when the mine…
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I make sure to thank Cinch for gettin' me here, in one piece — or, well... Pretty much one piece. I wasn't tryin' to rub it in or nothin'... It just sounded weird is all. Once Cinch heads out, I close the door behind me, and hobble a few steps over…
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I look the engine once the bike is out, and in the clear. Curiosity trumps the pain in my leg, and I crane my neck out the window to see wot's wot."Izat a fekin' Fipper bike? So wot do we do with it?"
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Helping Cinch by following directions. Roll+Hx. (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 2, 6. Total: 10)
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"Yeah, yeah — let's see what's up. So long as it don't take too long..."
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"Hey now, hold up — there's a bike under there..."
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My leg is stiff, and sore, but the pain has numbed a bit... At least enough that I can deal with these fekin' bumpy roads. Enough that I can at least dig through those fekin' music disk things. One time, when JD and me were goin' back and forth betw…
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"We can swap war stories once I'm patched up... Fek I need a drink...