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Post by Trent Frey on Mar 1, 2010 0:00:40 GMT -5
"If your mom can fight better, go fight her," Lyric called back to them. He wasn't about to respond to the second question. If he'd heard it before, he'd definitely know by now that it was a trap trying to defend his masculinity. And if they pursued that line of conversation, he'd continue breaking noses until they got bored. He didn't bother stopping for them.
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Post by Xavier Youngblood on Mar 1, 2010 0:16:29 GMT -5
"My mom isn't as sexy as you," Xavier said, grinning at his brother.
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Post by Xander Youngblood on Mar 1, 2010 0:16:41 GMT -5
Xander grinned back. "Give us the time, we'll give you the double dragon." They laughed.
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Post by Trent Frey on Mar 1, 2010 0:38:02 GMT -5
Lyric wanted desperately to give them four broken limbs apiece, but kept his jaw tightly clenched and refused to rise to the bait. He'd passed the shed now and was back in plain sight of other students. The best antidote to persistent asses like them was a full group of people who'd more likely take his side in a fight than theirs. As far as they knew, anyway. He didn't say anything to give them fuel.
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Post by Xavier Youngblood on Mar 1, 2010 0:46:26 GMT -5
"You're no fun!" Xavier said, frowning. "No sense of humor." He hoped the boygirl was a girl.
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Post by Xander Youngblood on Mar 1, 2010 0:46:32 GMT -5
Xander hoped it was a girl, too. A girl who could punch that hard would be a freak in bed. "We'll miss you!" he said.
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