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"Now,real fun begins." He says,eyes twinkling with mischeif as he went and scraped off the molasses,offering the knife back to her. |
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"And what is 'real fun'?" she asked, taking the knife |
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"You boiling all your rage with a bare knife,not a covered one,and doing the thing we did before.One condition,in any way shape or form may you not kill me.You can almost kill me,but if you try that I'll kill you first.C'mon,start trying to stab me or something.Oh yeah,stab the knife into somebody and drag it down,hurts like heck and is very useful." |
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Kayla smiled at him, stepping slightly toward him as the images flashed through her mind once more. She felt her anger rising as she attacked |
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"Oh shit,what have I done?" He asks himself,darting out of her way as her knife knicked his arm.Gale smiled,turning and starting to circle her,waiting for her to snap. |
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Kayla smiled, her eyes never leaving him as she attacked and countered his |
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He grinned as she yanked his arm back,slightly yelping as he felt the knife drive into his shoulder.Gale just smiled,letting her do things before he stepped in,blocking her attacks and eventually knocking the knife from her hands,having pulled one of her arms across her chest and had her in a headlock,slightly panting. "Good,nicked me a few times." |
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"You can let me go now" She said, but leaned into him. She tipped her head back, smiling |
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"Eh,just want you to get used to it." He says,pecking her on the lips before releasing her and grabbing the knife,wiping off his blood. |
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