"Wait, I get to be surrounded by women, beat up Larkin, save the Tic kid, AND find the Sink if I agree to follow you to this little dance?"
He asked it rhetorically, everyone understood that much. "Groovy. Sounds like a party."
They started walking along. "I'm'a get mah GROOVE on t'night. BOOYAKA, yo!"
"Don't talk." Miraye shook her head.
"You gotta learn to lighten up, pinky-"
She grabbed him by the front of the shirt. "DON'T call me pinky."
He blinked twice behind his thick goggles. "Ghods, why are you so cranky? We gunna go party like it's 1999 tonight! 'sides, we're savin' the li'l Tic child."
She let him go. "Why would I care?"
"You seemed awful... yellish and loud when I mentioned him. More so than just repaying a favor. Methinks you gotta crush."
Miraye spun around and punched him square in the face. His head snapped back, surprised, leaving him unguarded for another two hits, both in the gut, then an uppercut to the chin. He hit the ground rather hard.
"Uhm... ow."
She continued walking. Farrago, Imera and Stelon stood rather stunned. Well, Imera and Stelon did; Farrago was talking to Merlin again. She does that a lot.
Matthias wobbled to his feet, then motioned for Farrago to follow... he walked behind Miraye, keeping a safe distance.
"Tic and Miraye, sittin' in a tree... F-U-C-K-I-N--"
She bolted toward him, fist drawn back. He laughed... well, less of a laugh, more of a mocking "Hoo hoo" and took off, trenchcoat flaring behind him.
1.03.2008
Oh, the taunting. It is horrible.
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