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[color=plum]"...Clearly she's the reason behind both altercations that had just happened; she'll bring nothing but problems going forward."[/color]

[color=dc143c]"What is your [b]damage[/b], exactly?"[/color] Graves's hand hit the table hard enough to knock over the rest of Alex's ale. He did his best to keep from yelling. Just breathe. Big, deep breaths. Yelling was easy. He did it all the God damn time growing up. It was easy to yell- to get physical. It was a whole lot harder to keep the peace. And that was what they were arguing about, wasn't it? Keeping the peace. Building something better so nobody else had to die.

[color=dc143c]"Its Kalie's fault she cried, did I get that right?"[/color] He pushed out his chair before he'd realized it, but he didn't get up. Not yet. Keep the peace. [color=dc143c]"Its her fault she watched people die and lost her shit? 'Cause I don't know if this'll come as a shock to you, Kazzy, but not everybody's been through the ringer. Not everybody's seen what I assume you n' me have. It takes normal people [i]time to adjust."[/i][/color]

[color=dc143c]"-And you wanna talk about 'minimal contributions?"[/color] And now he was up, and a handful of words he didn't really mean were on the tip of his tongue.
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