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*He kisses her, then rolls his eyes.* Jean: Merde, you're cute when you're crazy.
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Jean: You're a badass, Belle. Dur
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Jean: A'course she's okay, she's a dur
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Jean: Ran into some trouble... Clara really should be the one to tell you...
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OOC: I'd be good with that. We can just imply all the dates and sex.
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Jean: She needs to train. Get better at fighting. *He crosses his arms and sits next to his girlfriend, slightly unwilling to say more without her conscious.*
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Jean: She did indeed. Though, it wasn't just because she wanted to beat the sh*t out of you. *He kneels down next to Clara, and starts to pick her up, making sure she can breath easily and in the most comfortable way.* Jean: Where's the infirmary?
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*Jean suddenly behind her, casting a shadow.*
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Jean: Okay folks! Trade your bets, fights over! Miss Kitty Mitchell wins! *He sighs and walks into the cage, making his way toward Clara.*
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OOC: Shush! You killed yourself off!:D
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*Jean stands up, starting to get angry, put an audience member pulls him back.* Member: Nope, lad. This is getting good. *The audience members start cheering for Kitty, though some start rooting for the underdog.*
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*He looks over and smiles.* Jean: Come on Clara! Kick her TRIBBLE! *Meanwhile, some of the regulars of the gang start trickling in, and watch the fight, some remarking something to the others.*
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*Jean starts practicing card tricks.* OOC: You would think that this would attract some attention...
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*Jean starts playing solitaire.* Jean: Clara, f*ck that b*tch up!
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Jean: Try not to f*ck your faces up too much. *He closes the door and retreats, but still close to be able to jump in and save somebody if necessary.*
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Jean: I only have eyes for you, Belle! *He yells this so that most people can hear.*
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*He takes Clara by the collar and yanks her back.* Jean: Save it for the cage, Belle. *He nods at Kitty as he drags Clara to her gym bag.*
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Jean: Just seeking your permission to marry Clara. *He smiles jokingly.*
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*He raises an eyebrow at her, a slight smile on his face.* Jean: Very nice to meet you, Kitty... cat. *He tilts his head and smiles.*
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*He rolls his silver eyes.* Jean: I'll try and keep you on your best behavior then. *He smiles.*
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Jean: Spent a lot of time in bars like this before I started hitting up casinos.... good memories. *He smiles at her, but in a pained way.*
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Jean: Well, it's just natural for you, Belle. You look so sexy in everything, I just can't notice the clothes. *He looks at his surroundings, serenely.*
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Jean: What, I didn't get to watch? *He chcukles and starts heading toward the door.*
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Jean: I'll start packing then. *He pats his body, checking his clothes.* Jean: There, I'm good. You?
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Jean: Well, don't TRIBBLE her off. *He looks around, then whispers at her conspiratorially.* Jean: But if you do, I'll f*ck her up for you.
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Jean: Will it help you beat the sh*t out of Lissan?
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Jean: Well, let's go see her. I wanted to meet someone related to you anyway! *He smiles at her.(
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Jean: Maybe we should look for people better than Tara, and get them to train you? *He tilts his head at her.*
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Jean: Oh, well... *He looks at her.* Jean: How?
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Lissan: Oh no... It's gonna be a while, b*tch. I'm going to make sure that I can beat your TRIBBLE before I see you again... *The communicator hangs up.* Jean: So?