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[mysolarsailpwns]

In a corner of the Engineering room, Jim is hard at work, building things, taking them apart, putting them back together, taking them apart again, and re-combining the parts in newer, better ways. When he's done, he'll have either invented a time machine or broken all his spare parts. At which point, he'll go rooting around for more. He likes to

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[mysolarsailpwns]

You want exploding? Jim can explode too.

"What the hell do you think you know about me?" he shouts, throwing the scredriver down. "You've passed me in the halls, what, twice, and you think you've got me all figured out? How about I tell you what you are? You're that good little girl in the front row always raising her hand and saying just the right thing, becuase she doesn't have anything but the answers she read in her books to make herself look good. Here's something you don't know: I'm not one of your books."

-Bodies, a severed hand floating in space, with worlds destroyed and dying in the background, a thousand years of death swirling towards a black stain in space -

And Jim doesn't know how serious this is?

He sneers. "Do you actually think I spent months in a cage watching people die without figuring out that this was serious? Are you really that stupid? Because you're looking pretty dumbassed to me, right now."

Jim snatches up the screwdriver and glares at Paige. "Seeing as how the person I care about more than anyone else in this godsdammned world is out there right now, with the psycho who told me to my face that he wants to kill both of us very slowly because I've had the balls to think she's worth risking my life for, now would be a good time to get off your high horse and go fuck yourself. Have a nice day."

He pushes past her and makes his way to the door.

[notahick]

"Why did you lie to her? Say you were going to go back to her world? Or does your family mean so little to you--!"

Yeah, this is a big thing, and it's all Paige's issues. Someone.. has, um, problems. But Jim is a convinient dumping ground for them, since she can't, you know, Be an adult and talk to Sokka.

...she doesn't know what to say to I want to marry you, now.

[mysolarsailpwns]

"I missed the part where that was any of your business."

[notahick]

"It's my business because when you do something stupid, I'm pickin' up the pieces, when he's pickin' up hers. You are messing my with family!"

[mysolarsailpwns]

. . . oh geeze, THAT'S who she reminded Jim of.

"Something stupid? Like caring about her? See tirade, repeat. What do you think I am, Harth? I'm not hurting her. And in case you haven't noticed, I'm pretty sure she doesn't hate me too much."

[notahick]

"... no, because you're lyin' through her. Boys like you are a dime a dozen," Paige says hotly. "You'll get her broken down, you'll slip in, an' once you got your score, it won't be fun anymore. But this isn't a game, just like the damn PARTS aren't either!"

[mysolarsailpwns]

He rounds on her, a little too quickly. If it weren't for the lamp and the screwdriver, his hands would be in fists.

"You don't know what I am, so shut your mouth."

[notahick]

"I know enough to know a boy doesn't just-- give up everything at-- what, sixteen? For a girl who he doesn't even know! You're looking to get laid, you little jerk, and that's all!"

Go on. Hit her. Paige is just twitchin' for a fight.

[mysolarsailpwns]

"Oh yeah, I won't give up a life of washing dishes on a stupid mining planet for someone I care about, but I will risk death by vampire to get laid? You're an idiot."

[notahick]

"I've seen boys do dumbed thing, thinking with the head that ain't on their shoulders," Paige says snippily. "What about your Mama? Your Papa? Don't they matter?"

[mysolarsailpwns]

"They matter, in that they don't matter to you. I remember saying something about that not being any of your business."

[notahick]

"And I told you -- that's my man, an' his sister. That's my family, so-- ipso, facto, punk," And there is a jab of a finger against his chest, "It matters."

[mysolarsailpwns]

OH SHE DID NOT JUST.

The finger gets smacked aside. FIRST CONTACT, YO.

"Keep on wondering. And you can keep monitoring me as much as you want. I'm not giving you any reason to be your punching bag. And even if I were, I've got scarier people who want me dead. So wonder all you want. You're not high on my priority list of people to impress."

[notahick]

She totally did.

"Guess you're just too afraid to admit you don't care. Cause, y' know, any man worth his spit would say what was important to him. Family. A girl. Somethin'. Guess we know what's important to you."

"Nothing."

She turns away, blonde hair flipping him right in the chest before she goes-- to break down his inventions back to their parts and put them away.

HAH SO THERE!

[mysolarsailpwns]

. . . Oh no she is NOT. You don't touch a man's inventions.

Except that she totally is, and really, the bananas idea sucked, but it's the principle of the thing, right?

"And I guess I know you're a judgemental bitch who'll go looking for a reason to hate somebody. Have fun with that. You won't be the first."

Dammit, he needs to go flying now or he's going to punch someone in their pretty blonde face, and he has enough of a bad reputation without punching girls.

[notahick]

"Ah'm too polite to flip you off, so you better just get walkin'."

And that's one ...whatever it was broken down. SO THERE! Go fly! She's going to ... try not to cry.

Because this was really stupid.