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Jericho's brain: O

[color=9e0b0f]"Wait."[/color]

Jericho's brain after celebration tequila back at Bastion: o

[color=9e0b0f]"You bought the [i]goddamn caf--[/i]"[/color]

Jericho's brain on bird: .

This girl was--

[color=9e0b0f]"After that whole spiel, all you got out of that was--"[/color]

She'd been left alone for twenty minutes! [i]Less! [b]His seat was still warm![/b][/i]

[color=9e0b0f][u][i]raaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH[/i][/u][/color]

[color=9e0b0f]"The only thing that anyone should be talking about is how to best inoculate you from human society,"[/color] Jer replied caustically, jerking a gloved thumb back at the sheer skyscraper of legalese in the arms of the barista. [color=9e0b0f]"Before you do any lasting damage. Sharp objects. Driver's seat privileges. Plastic bags from grocery stores. Kiss 'em goodbye. And if you [i]ever[/i] convince yourself that I'm nice again, I want you to let me know so I can trigger my super-classified pickup technique. I'll jump from the top of Beacon to come find you, and you can wait at the bottom. Holding my parachute for me."[/color]

His gloved hand clenched. They didn't make them like this at Atlas, that was for damn sure.

He really hated the way he was being ogled. Normally Speer's jury-rigged blind dates had collapsed under the weight of Jer's caustic advice and harsh critiques by now. Bianca seemed to relish it.

[color=9e0b0f][i]Oh, Christ, is she into masochism?[/i]

[i]Hell, she liked Quantum of Solace, didn't she...?[/i][/color]

No wonder Luke said she was only able to get dates through questionnaires. Poor sons of bitches probably thought they were signing up for an internship and then, wham.

[color=9e0b0f][i]JEEEEEEEEEER.

Like a steak knife through your goddamn temple, man.[/i][/color]

Jericho leaned forward and took a sip of his cappuccino.

[color=9e0b0f]"You know, Bianca, I'm a little rusty on [i]normal people[/i] trends these days, but usually a two million lien purchase with breakfast isn't exactly going to get you raised to sainthood. Does 'let them eat cake' ring any bells?"[/color]