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[goddamnbatsperm]

[From here.]

[One little Robin enters the whorehouse making a lot of noise. Kicking stuff out of his way, slamming doors, etc. IF ONE WERE TO LOOK, he might notices a gash in his arm and one on his side]

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[actualrapist]

There you are. Sandwich?

[goddamnbatsperm]

[well lookie there. His knees just turned to jelly. How good is that grip? He's goin down]

I... Hate you.

[actualrapist]

Of course you do.

[holds him up]

[goddamnbatsperm]

[Man, if he had energy, he'd spit. But for now he's just a ragdoll 8(]

[actualrapist]

[picks up a dumps him on the bed]

[goddamnbatsperm]

[Lays there. BLEEDING ON THE SHEETS]

Oouf. Watch it!

[actualrapist]

You asked for it.

[comes back with bandages and stuff]

[goddamnbatsperm]

No. I didn't. He invited me to fight, and I clearly didn't win.

[actualrapist]

I wouldn't be able to defeat Oriya in a one to one fight.

[cleaning his arm, it probably stings]

[goddamnbatsperm]

[Grits his teeth, but tries not to show much more pain than that]

Why aren't you letting me leave?

[actualrapist]

Because you are making a rash decision based solely on the fact that you lost.

[bandaging]

[goddamnbatsperm]

You're wrong. It's not because I lost. It's because I don't respect him, and you have no right to force me here!

[actualrapist]

I do, as a matter of fact, you are legally under my care.

[goddamnbatsperm]

[Scoffs a bit]

There's no law here, and if there were, it wouldn't hold. I've been humoring you.

[actualrapist]

Would you like copies of the paperwork?

[goddamnbatsperm]

They wouldn't do any good, as it's a sham.