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[phantomrider]

hard to make friends when you're half in the grave
but I ain't dead yet, an' I got something to say

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@feistro

[phantomrider]

(from tfln)

goddamn man i hope not, i'm gettin those back if she is. she might be buff as shit but i got a knife, i can take her

[feistro]

famous last words of anyone who ever lost a knife fight to a big girl. you might not want to underestimate the woman who threw you out a window.

[phantomrider]

spoken like someone who loses knife fights on a regular basis

[feistro]

how else do you think I know what'll happen to you when you lose?

[phantomrider]

i wont lose. and if i do fuck up, whats the worst thatll happen anyway? worth a shot, she dont get to keep my pants unless she asks first

[feistro]

i'd say you should ask if she even has them but i keep picturing her snapping you like a twig.

maybe you should sneak in when she's not home and see.

[phantomrider]

sounds like a fuckin coward move, and i aint a coward. now, you on the other hand, with all your shitty suggestions? yeah, startin to think i have a good idea of what youre about

[feistro]

what i'm about is keeping my face intact. it's called being sneaky so you don't end up in two pieces.

[phantomrider]

yeah yeah i know. just that sneaky motherfuckers tend to be the ones who run an hide when real danger comes, an i hate that bullshit. or worse, they turn out to be some kinda fuckin nark. that ring a bell, bub?

[feistro]

not for me. let's just say the authorities and i don't get along.

[phantomrider]

just the regular kind of sneak then. least thats something. you ever done a heist?

[feistro]

not really, but i'm up for a challenge.

[phantomrider]

now thats what i like to hear! and you know what man, fuck the pants, i dont give a shit actually. you want a challenge, we can find something way more fun than that.

hey we could hit that convenience store on 121st. guy there with the late shift gets fuckin stoned pretty quick, i been watchin him a while. just close in enough to have a bunch of cash on hand, but far enough out itll take the cops a while to get there after he realizes. you in?

[wereperrito]

((moved from tfln))

only if they attacked you on the full moon or had powers to transform you. I don't control it, you know. though you might have been able to avoid them with my senses!

[phantomrider]

too late now anyway. cant change the past, least not as far as i know. probably for the best too cause you know how many fuckin assholes would do that, go back an stomp on the first human or some shit.

[wereperrito]

yes I think it's for the best too. you are violent enough without being a wild monster once a month :)

[phantomrider]

thats cause im a wild monster all the time, man. fuckin storm rippin through the city.

[phantomrider]

(contined from here)

[There's a thud of the metal-framed instrument against flesh, and from where Johnnie is standing, the look of shock on the dude's face is unmistakable as he stumbles a few steps forward. He doesn't fall, though, and that shock quickly turns to rage. Just as he wheels to take on his new assailant, Johnnie lunges forward and grabs at the belt loops of the guy's pants so he can't actually reach Pom, ducks under a wide swing of a fist, then knees him in the groin, sending him crumpling in on himself with a groan of pain.]

Picking a fight you can't win, jackass. Call it quits now, or you'll find out suddenly you owe me a lot more than a hundred bucks.

[Dude still has some spirit in him, though, and Johnnie almost avoids dodging as one of those big arms swings right into him, catching him broadside across the ribs before he can fully leap away.]

Can't win, huh? We'll see about that!