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[@Plank Sinatra] [@Kaithas] [@NarayanK]

[i][color=00aeef]What right of conquest, it was a tie L-[/color][/i]

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A few synapses began to fire again.

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[i][color=00aeef]O k a y,  n o p e[/color][/i]

[color=00aeef]"Nope,"[/color] Bastille's leader began, disrupting Lauren's grip and wrapping one arm around her shoulders in such a way that it pinned [i]her[/i] arm between the two of them, where it couldn't go roaming. He fixed her with a faint glare while the rest of his brain rebooted, tempering surprise with patience. At least as best he could, given how much [i]that[/i] had thrown him for a loop. [color=00aeef]"That there, babe, is a line. Wouldn't be fine if I did it to you, isn't fine the other way 'round."[/color]

[i][color=00aeef]She's gonna fucking kill me one day.[/color][/i]

Largely recovered, though he [i]still[/i] wasn't going to let her have her arm back, he squeezed the arm wrapped around her shoulders. He couldn't stay too irritated. She [i]was[/i] his best friend, even if when she started acting up he really wished it wasn't his job to set a good example.

Three years younger and he was supposed to be the adult.

[color=00aeef]"Should we be headed back to meet up with your Dad, Lauren?"[/color]