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*Jean rolls off the couch in surprise.*
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Antony: This is the Hand. Do you really think anyone in their right mind would blindly follow them!? *He looks around, and gulps.* Antony, loudly: Ma'am, I think you should just wait here with me until your friend is healed.
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Jean: Did I mention my parents were killed by a robber!? *He smiles, depressed still, and lays down on the couch.*
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Antony: I-I... they took me from my parents last week. *He looks around.* Antony: They think I'm brainwashed like the rest of them. But... *He rolls his hand.*
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*Jean just follows along blindly.* Jean: I guess I can work with a window. Just open it up for me and I'll collapse out of it.
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*He gulps.* Young Man: I-it's Antony. OOC: Yes, it's the hacker, and I have two possible explanations for why he's there.
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Jean: Now, if you would be ever so kind as to break my neck... *He smiles at her pitifully.*
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*He blinks.* Young Man: Y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-you k-k-k-k-k-k-k-kissed me! *He just stares at her.*
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*Jean... starts sobbing. But stops very quickly.* Jean, quietly: Thank you, Kitty.
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*He just stares at her, completely dumbfounded.*
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Jean: I... *He just stares at Doug... then his head drops and hits the bar with a bang.* Jean: I'm done... I'm just done. Doug, if you would do me a big favour, just point that rifle at my skull here and pull the trigger...
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*He tries to smile back, but his teeth chatter so much that he stops and looks down.*
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Jean: I... I need help. Seriously. I have no idea what happened. I remember going to sleep with Clara, hopeful that we'd fixed our relationship, and then... *He makes a suicidal gesture.* Jean: I wake up in an alley, after two weeks missing, and our relationship's more f*cked up than ever....
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Young Man: I-I-I-I'm n-n-n-nervous about ne-e-e-e-ew people... *He looks on the verge of tears.*
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Jean: Doug? *He looks at him, his pallor returning a little.*
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Young Man, violently nervous: I-I-I-I-I'm s-s-s-s-sorry, ma'a-a-a-am.... *He shivers from behind a console.*
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Young Man: Huh? *He looks at her like he's just realized she's there... then gulps and shrinks away like a frightened animal.*
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*Jean tries to get to his feet, but fails miserably.* Jean: I... really... have relationship problems... *He rests on the floor.... and the Hand agents are beamed away.*
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Voice: Grab her! *They move in... and grab Naginata, taking her away. Chloe is left with a nervous looking young man, who's bitting his lip.*
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Jean: Clara! I seriously have no idea what happened! *He falls to the ground, suddenly exhausted.*
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Voice: B-but-! *There's some mumbling.* Voice: Fine. *They disappear and reappear on a small, makeshift padd. With guns pointing at them.*
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*Jean stumbles over to her.* Jean: Belle? You... okay? *He pants.*
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OOC: A bee stinging you is a minor annoyance!? Those things hurt!!:P
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Comm:... Who's this!? What are you doing with this comm!? OOC: West, I'm trying to lead it to that they don't particularly care about Jean, but want him gone anyway. They aren't trying hard... and they aren't entirely incompetent.
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OOC: Well... you see... huh, ha ha...*Turns to the guy next to him.* Sh*t, he's on to us. Terminate him quickly! *Jean pants and puts his hands on his knees. He's a sickly shade of pale.* Jean: I... never... want to deal with a shotgun... again! *He looks at Clara.* Jean: Are you okay, Belle?
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OOC: Well, we've wrote ourselves into a corner, haven't we. Hmm... how about Chloe searches Naginata's pockets and finds her comm, so she can call an associate?
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*Jean somehow dodges a blast and stops the buckshot from kitting others. He throws five card in quick succession, disabling the weapon and causing the next shot to blow up in Shotty's hands. The Operative is on the floor.* OOC: And I think Doug can take the last guy. :D Oh, and West, typically an organization that has…
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OOC: Isn't a broken bone nothing nowadays? I thought tissue regenerators and other things can be fix things like that at home.
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OOC: Well, when you break something of an opponents body, you typically take them to get medical attention. Right? Or have you been leaving your victims to bleed on the street, Ryan?:D
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*Jean sighs, and the Operative swings back to him.* Operative: What was that, whelp!? Jean: I said 'sigh'. Operative: Are you getting lippy with me!? Jean: Who even says that anymore? Are you from the 21st century? Hell, maybe even the 20th! Operative: Shut up! *He points the phaser at Jean... put it sprouts a card from…