originally posted in:The New Dojo
Blake howled in pain. His hand gushing blood.
Willed his hand to catch fire to stop ot from bleeding.
Jade jumped away from the knife, turning towards Celkym again.
She picked up the nearest item, a park bench, and threw it at Celkym.
English
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>"Perhaps. Maybe.. ...Thanks. For y'know, mentioning her. Do you think that we could meet her.. well, together? Not exactly a confident person. A.. p*ssy, I'd think you could call me. Not that you're vulgar, but.."< [i]Celkym shrugged, attempting to seem.. well, likable, perhaps it was.[/i]
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"Yeah, we'll talk. Someometime."