Trece [location untracable]

[notapokeball]

I just... need to get the hell out of here, now.

... Sorry, Leviathan and Fefnir.

Comments

[nothingmoreless]

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So I'll just keep an eye on Damita for you. Because you're apparently a coward.

[notapokeball]

...

whatever, neo.

... just don't do anything to her to make me kill you.

[nothingmoreless]

What the hell would I do?

[notapokeball]

You're a teen aged human male, think about it.

[nothingmoreless]

Ha.

Dynamo? You really are incredibly ignorant.

[notapokeball]

Oh get bent, Neo.

[nothingmoreless]

I have breastetter things to do with my time than think about doing that, thank you.

((Strikes are invisible.))

[notapokeball]

And here I thought humans could think about more then one thing at a time! Guess not.

[nothingmoreless]

Talk about the pot calling the kettle black.

[notapokeball]

I personally don't care about it anymore.

[nothingmoreless]

Sure you don't.

[notapokeball]

If I did care I wouldn't be leaving them.

[nothingmoreless]

Dynamo? If there's one thing I've learned?

You're more like a teenager than I am.

Before long, you'll get over this latest mood swing and irrational emotional fit over that blond woman - and maybe her boyfriend, you seem oddly fixated on him too - and get back to acting like one of those american frat boys.

Dynamo, I respect you. But you've got the mentality of a child. Nothing more, nothing less.

[notapokeball]

You just

...

don't get it, Neo.

[nothingmoreless]

No.

I don't think you do.

[notapokeball]

No, you don't.

Since Eurasia, Neo. That's a long fucking time to like someone.