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originally posted in:Neo Punks
12/13/2015 2:11:06 AM
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"Prithee, just helpeth me up."
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-He extends his hand to help you up- "Gladly. What happened?"
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"Yerked by a daw in the night f'r a petty job."
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-He looks at you confused- "The hell does that mean?"
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"I got stabbed by a f*cker I was sent to kill for 5.50."
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"I see, so you're a mercenary. Is there anything you need?"
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Sawyer looks at his bloody wound. "Why would you think I needed anything?"
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-He smiles- "Well if you can be sarcastic you must be fine."
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Sawyer retakes heroin out of his pocket and injects it into his rippling abdomen, just over his wound. "Crude anesthetic. Should help."
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"Well can you walk? If so, let's get you to a hospital."
