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[color=8882be][i]Yyyyyyyyyyyikes.[/i][/color]

If there was one thing years of confidence tricks had taught Lauren Negasi about thots, it was that they would always find a way to let you know that the hoein' wasn't goin'. Amy Desire sure was sticking to the playbook in that regard this afternoon. Lauren couldn't even remember seeing her in any classes this morning, and she [i]definitely[/i] hadn't showed up at the team's table at lunch before 4th period. Clearly she was having one of those mornings.

Lauren would've saved another sandwich like the first time they'd had Armory class together, but hey, she had to eat too! 

Besides, everyone knew that a thot, once first ye fed her, would return to leech ye into the dirt. 

So she patted Amy sympathetically on the back once or twice and squeezed her shoulder reassuringly with the hand holding Lawnslot. When she drew the arm back, she was flipping the tonfa around her hand playfully, rolling it along her palm and the back of her hand before flicking some of the Fury's chains from Lauren's side of the desk back onto Amy's.

[color=8882be]"Take it, kiddo, and take my advice with it - a weapon like that has a very particular shape for a very particular reason. Cap knew this. Remember: all that breathes may not always thot, but all that thots will [i]certainly[/i] always breathe, jahfeel? Uh huh, I can see it in your eyes, jahfeel. Good luck, Luke."[/color]