who ; Jack Noir and Foxface
what ; +1 stabdaughter??
where ; Jack's corner of Garden Zone 13
when ; backdated slightly to Sunday
warning(s) ; things that are on fire and maybe stabbing/shooting, but don't worry no one is dying!
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Jack Noir stood at the edge of the beach, watching his home go up in flames. )
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Thank you, past Foxface.
Now, she watches him sniffle, casually striding up to him with an air of confidence. She doesn't get close enough to hit -- oh no, she's wary enough after that last debacle that she can't remember most of. Instead, she puts her hands behind her head, looking up at the sky.
"Nice night for a bonfire, ain't it?"
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Suddenly, he's snarling and whipping out his gun, and with a resounding BANG a .50 calibre bullet is aimed at her chest. He doesn't fucking care if it kills her or not. He just needs something to satisfy that bloodthirsty rage at this little fucking bitch who ruined his home and almost fucking killed him.
"What the fuck is your problem?!"
Even after the shot is fired he's reaching for a knife, any fucking knife, and by god he will stab a teenage girl to death if it would make him feel better. She started it.
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"Someone's mad!" She spits it out through gritted teeth, not even bothering to look at her wound. If it's bad, she'll stitch it up later. No big deal. "Look, if you're going to threaten me with knives, you need to be faster than that. Besides --" she reaches around her back to grab her backpack, still ridiculously bright orange from the Games. Out of the sack, she pulls a slightly crumpled (but still functional) hat, care of one Sollux Captor.
"I got you a new hat? Aren't I the nicest?"
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What.
Why.
Wait, no, he needed to verbalize this.
"Why the fuck?" he hissed, still gripping that knife in case he changed his mind about the not stabbing her thing. "So you ruin my entire fucking home and nearly get me killed, and now you're trying to make nice with me? With a fucking hat?"
Yeah, he was still mad about that.
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