He takes the slug like it was nothing and chuckles.
"Good game, fam."
He pats her on the back as the crowd goes wild. He opens his arms and yells.
"ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED?!"
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[b]She smacks him[/b] [i]"Wrong time for that, it's a good thing they didn't even hear you, let alone notice"[/i]
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"Eh, it's the thought that counts."
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[i]"Still, appearance is everything if we're gonna survive here"[/i]
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"True dat. What now?"
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[i]"No idea"[/i] [spoiler]Now we wait for Phantom or Ginger...[/spoiler]
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Well that was interesting... Can I ride another one? [i]Wilson approached, the top of his jumpsuit ripped off, blood running down his back, scars crisscrossing the rest of his torso.[/i]