[color=f7941d][b]GEORGE ELLINGTON[/b][/color]
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Well, this was all a real kick in the pants.

The girl spouted something about Judgement beeswax and before George could even begin to wonder why something about it bugged him, Purps was about two secs out from knuckling her. He didn’t need the IQ to know that wouldn’t run well in front of the [i]real[/i] cops. They needed to be separated ASAP.

Unfortunately for everyone and despite his expertise in many other areas, George was about as useful in a fight as a wounded turkey, flailing with just as much panic and reckless abandon. Haymakers weren’t gonna be thrown on his end anytime soon. Plus, wasn’t it sorta…grody to be fighting when a corpse was right there?

[color=f7941d]“Woah!”[/color] George raised his hands, his gaze flickering rapidly between the two, [color=f7941d]“Let’s not play too rough ‘ere. Please?”[/color]

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