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Made a little stylesheet, just a test to see if it works :)
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[h2][b]MADDOX DELANEY[/b][/h2]
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[b]Location: [/b]Pizza joint [b]Conversing with: [/b]Mikkish, Naoko [b]Special Skills: [/b]Smuggling, Dealing
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“Must you be so hostile?” The Japanese guy spoke with an intense infuriation. “An eye for an eye.” She simply said. “Meaning,” she added, not sure if he knew what she meant with the saying. “She was rude to me, so I’m rude to her. Is that really such a bad thing to do?” She asked rhetorically. “And no. I don’t want to deal with her, but not because she doesn’t want to deal with me. Not entirely at least. She is a waitress, she is supposed to act nice and let people take their time. That lady is just on a really bad period and can’t stand the idea of the last precious chair being occupied by someone who is not a customer.” She said. The pizza place was quite busy and Maddox had taken one of the last – if not [i]the[/i] last – seats available. She probably wasn’t allowed to sit here without ordering meaning a waitress just came to her with an order. 

“Why did you come to me?” The boy spoke again and Maddox looked at his sketchbook, chuckling a little. “We winning?” she asked him and looked briefly at Mikkish.  “You are totally a battleaxe kinda guy.”she said. “Although, maybe not. Except if it’s pink that is. You seem to like the colour.” At that moment her order came in and the same waitress put the plate down in front of her, forcefully. Maddox looked at her weirdly, but the waitress walked away before she could respond. “Whatever…” She mumbled before taking a bite of her quiche. “Hmm.” She exclaimed in surprise. “Kinda good.” She said with her mouth full of food, making it hard to understand what she was saying.

In the meantime while Maddox order was being placed down in front of her, Mikkish spoke about his glowing blue drink. “Maybe it wants you to think that.” She replied in between bites of food. “And we’re bored.” She suddenly said, turning to face the Asian boy. “Or at least I am. Don’t know what Miksh is doing here, but I’m bored. Tried staring at the wall, but that isn’t the most interesting thing one can do in what-clearly-is a hotel room. By the way, the walls are so small that even if I were to count all the bumps in it, I would be done in seven minutes or so. Plus, I’m hungry, so there’s that.” Taking another bite of her quiche, she looked around the streets a little. A few hours ago it felt really uncomfortable. The silence of the streets and aversion to guns where not things Maddox really encountered much, but sitting here with her quiche, it felt oddly calming. No pests bothering you when all you want to do is devour a whole meal and even though that felt really nice, she still kept up her guard, ready to pick up her gun and shoot it if necessary. 

“Real question is,” She said after a while “What are [i]you[/i] doing here?” She said, raising an eyebrow at him. Her question wasn’t a serious one. Of course he came here for food, why else would he be sitting here. The reason she asked him was for fun obviously. Her ‘question’ was clearly an exaggerated one with the intend of making the Asian boy perplexed or caught of guard, not really knowing what to say next. Maddox didn’t really like his comment asking her and Mikkish why they came to him. First of all, she didn’t come to [i]him[/i] specifically, she was just in the neighbourhood and saw him and Mikkish talking. Second of all- there was no second of all actually. Not even a second of two. Just a first of one. A one of one. She was a social person and was just in need for some company, even to the extend she would settle for the first familiar face she saw – which she did as a matter of fact -.