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[cowboy_newsie]

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[action - as part of the ongoing war!]

[atrumcanis]

[A note, left in Jack's sock drawer:]

[action]

[cowboy_newsie]

Ow! Goddamnit, Sirius, don't be creepy when you do it!

[action]

[atrumcanis]

It wasn't creepy, what was creepy about it! You're just angry that I got you.

[action]

[cowboy_newsie]

Leavin' a note, that's creepy! And I ain't mad, I got you last night.

[action]

[atrumcanis]

It was a warning. I was attempting to be a gentleman about it. And yours didn't count, incidentally.

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[cowboy_newsie]

It did too! Why not!

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[atrumcanis]

Because it was half a punch! You nearly missed, I pulled away!

[action]

[cowboy_newsie]

It still connected!

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[atrumcanis]

It glanced. It glanced off. Ergo, it does not count.

[action]

[cowboy_newsie]

It does too, and don't think usin' Latin words is gonna help your case.

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[atrumcanis]

Adversus solem ne loquitor, darling.

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[cowboy_newsie]

Video sed non credo, and for the last time, I'm not your darlin'.

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[atrumcanis]

Carissime, then. Carissime. But I like you enough to pretend that your punch counted, so very well. We're 58 to 56, then. With me at 58.

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[cowboy_newsie]

Yeah, yeah, carissime yourself. Ain't nobody countin' anyway, so there.

[He shoves him lightly, though he doesn't look all that bothered. There's a pause where he opens his mouth-- and then closes it again, looking a bit more scolding than before.]

Oye. You. I almost forgot. So what's this I hear about screamin' vegetables and marshmallows made from bones?

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[atrumcanis]

[He was going to use the momentum of that shove to shove off, to go in search of a sandwich--but--

Oh. Carefully, he corrects his expression to one of innocence.]

What is it you hear, I don't know. I'm not your ears, am I.

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[cowboy_newsie]

You know exactly what I'm talkin' about, don't look like that. She were scared outta her mind!