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[color=Dodgerblue]"Are you going to let me help you, or are you fine with becoming a splatter on the jungle floor?"[/color] Laz's voice piped up behind Adelyn, his own glider already harnessed as he slipped a couple of knives into their sheaths along his belt. A couple of the others pointed their way and laughed, as his attempts to go comfort her had not gone unnoticed by others of the crew. However, when one of Laz's knives suddenly found itself embedded a inch away from the face of one of the men, they were quick to scatter while Laz made the trek over to retrieve his weapon.

[color=Dodgerblue]"I can watch my back just fine, so the rest of you worry about getting ready. Big mission today, and it'd be a shame if one of ya fuckwits mucked it up because you were too busy makin' fun to check yer equipment."[/color] Once more, Laz spoke with a rather strange coldness to his voice, his smile towards the teasing crewmates not really reflecting the look in his eyes as he dared any of them to say something else, yanking the knife out of the wood with a flourish. [color=Dodgerblue]"Just because Muscles can kick my ass like it's nothing doesn't mean I have to take shit from the rest of ya. Got it?"[/color]

The other members of the team walked off with little more than grumbles and rude gestures in Laz's direction, but that was enough for the boy as he turned his attention back to Adelyn, knife returned to its sheath and eyes a bit warmer than before, but not very.

[color=Dodgerblue]"So, humility or death, made yer choice yet?"[/color]
[@Lunarlord34][@Leslie Hall][@Crimson Raven]