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*The cry snaps him out of it, going from confused pleasure to extreme anger.* Jean: YOU B*TCH! Get off of her! *He charges her and tackles her off of Clara, immediately beating her with his fists.*
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Mara F: Gosh, it's like it's my birthday or something. *She walks over.*
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*Jean stands there awkwardly, the pheromones still slowing his mental processes.*
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Mara F: Well... you did say teach. But okay...
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OOC: Oh, the shame...:(...:P Jean: Oh, really? Well then... *He wraps his arms around the Orion's waist.*
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Mara F: Why is that? *She tilts her head and looks inquisitive.*
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*Jean shakes his head vigorously.* Jean: Of course not! I mean, if you were my girlfriend, I wouldn't look at another ever again! *He smiles, eyes dilated.*
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*She goes to put it on, and comes back without the mask.* Mara F: Now what?
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*Jean stays at a safe distance, and has a clothe over his nose and mouth that seemingly came from no where.* Jean: Well.... she's probably part of a slave ring. The Orion, I mean.
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*Mara F smiles and takes the outfit.* Mara F: Thank you!
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*Jean coughs and shivers.* Jean: Hate Orions. Hate 'em with a passion. *He tries very visiually to stop from looking at the Orion.*
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*She nods. Then looks around, slightly worried.* Mara F: Uhm... have you seen Julian?
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*He kisses her cheek and lets go.* Jean: If you say so... *He looks at the Orion.*
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Mara F: .... Tournament? Next month? *She gulps.*
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Jean: For being inconsiderate of you and your feeling, For being rude to you... *He nuzzles his face into her shoulder.*
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*She takes the gloves slowly... then attacks Tara, enveloping her in a hug.* Mara F: Thank you!
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Jean: Thank God... *He suddenly grabs her and holds her tight.* Jean: I love you and I'm sorry.
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*Tara C looks at the stone.*
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And? *Raises an eyebrow.*
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*Tara C tilts her head.*
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*Tara C is too bust being sad and disappointed to listen to her seriously.*
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*Jean stumbles upon this, having heard the sounds and come running.* Jean: Clara! *He sees the Orion, and nearly runs onto the scaffolding until he sees it's insability.* Jean: B*tch, get off her before I kill you! *He reaches for his disruptor.*
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Nothin'. It's just I don't feel like debating or compromising, so I'll give you command.
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It's your day, darling. You do what you want. *Smiles at her.*
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Tara C: You win...
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*Sighs.* Let's just go do something. 'Kay? Put this out of your mind for now, and we'll go blow up some Kazon or something.
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That's when we track him down, and my people that don't exist make sure that he really doesn't exist. *Smiles.* There are perks that come with being an Ambassador Prinz. *Looks at Shadow.* Don't be a smartass.
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I was joking... about the war bit. An official complaint and demand to have someone removed from service can be headed though. Just give me the name of the stuffed shirt and I'll have him gone. *Crosses his arms.*
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... Okay, want me to file an official complaint and possible declaration of war? *Tilts his head.*
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*Walks over and raises an eyebrow.* What happened?