*John slants his eyes at Beatrix.*
John: Sure, cause we totally caused that. 
*Grumbles about bitches, and keeps on guard.*

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*Sasha sighs with discontent.*
Sasha: Great. 
*She runs forward, and tries to get between the pair.*
Sasha: Both of you stop, and go to opposite sides of the bar. Taboo you really a slaver? Tell the truth, and I will protect you.
*She seems sincere, though if Taboo is a slaver Merg isn't the only one cutting her down.*

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*Jillian sits on the couch, probably finished cleaning her magnum at this point so she decides to spoke a cigarette.*