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Post by John 3:16 on Sept 16, 2016 20:23:25 GMT -5
"Could we get Trick and... Grace in there as well?" Dr. Benzedrine said, holding up the smaller man in his arms. He seemed barely there, actually, both of them seemed barely there. Card Trick's eyes were half-lidded and seemingly glazed over, the only thing signalling he was even alive was the occasional blink and the breathing. Same thing for Grace as well. Except her eyes seemed to still carry a fighting spirit in them, even though it was dwindling she didn't seem as dead as Trick. Kobra Kid made sure of that.
Party Poison fished the keys to the Trans-Am out of his jean pocket and held them in a free hand with a sigh. "Hey, Jet," Poison called to Jet Star, who almost didn't hear his redhead friend because he was simply lost in his thoughts, almost looking as dead as Trick. But he looked upwards at Poison. "Here's the keys." Poison threw the keys to Jet, who caught them easily. "Please get the Trans-Am started up, and if you do find Ghoulie's masks... please give them to me." Poison's voice faltered slightly at 'masks', but he just coughed slightly to cover it up. Jet shot him a knowing look before running over to the car and quickly starting it up and beginning his search for the masks. If they were even in here. Probably not, but it was worth a look.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2016 20:48:03 GMT -5
"Hey, we gotta go," Clara hissed between her teeth, giving no time for sensitivities as Jet began to search through the car. There weren't any parades of Dracs marching towards them yet, but the BLI Headquarters were lit up like a Christmas tree, buzzing with activity. "Come on." She gestured to the Youngbloods who were coming along with her head, and then began to walk. The Doctor jogged up next to her, bumping his shoulder against hers, mainly for comfort, she supposed, she wordlessly bumped him back while they began across the bridge. The TARDIS was only a walk over this and a block away. Most of the citizens appeared to have dispersed anyways, probably forgetting about the entire incident already and going to go on with... well, whatever they did.
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Post by John 3:16 on Sept 16, 2016 21:02:21 GMT -5
Party Poison and Kobra Kid followed behind the others, Dr. Benzedrine sending The Prophet and Mr. Sandman to their bikes to get them started up and ready to just get out of there as fast as possible. The two nodded with knowing and took off across the bridge. Poison watched solemnly after the two, wondering how they felt about all of this. His face fell to a frown, and as Kobra noticed this he side-stepped over to his brother and furrowed his eyebrows at him, before whispering, "It'll all be okay." to Poison before side-stepping away back to a polite distance. Poison mulled over what his brother said for a quick moment, thinking that maybe it won't be fine. Because before this, before his friends, before Fun Ghoul, he was mostly alone, his only friend was his brother. But maybe it will be fine, if he was in fact ghosted Ghoul would, however cliche and cheesy it sounds, would be away from this Hell on Earth and in a better place somewhere far away from here. Maybe he could reconnect with lost family and friends from Before. But before Poison could make himself depressed by thinking about that, he shoved those thoughts aside and nodded silently in acknowledgement that his brother had spoke to him.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2016 21:13:42 GMT -5
It took about ten minutes to get to the TARDIS. The streets were suspiciously devoid of Dracs, but no one seemed to want to mention it. When they did get to the big blue box, The Doctor produced his key, unlocking it and leaving the door open as he dashed inside. "Come on!" he barked over his shoulder, "med bay's up the left stairs, and, uh... five doors on the right. Take them up, I'm getting us out of here." Once everyone was in, Ashildr and Courtney staying in the console room with him to help guide the ship safety into the Vortex, Th Doctor took off with them and did just that, 'parking' somewhere around the jurassic period and tearing off towards the med bay as well. Ashildr followed, Courtney didn't. He didn't really care all that much, to be honest.
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Post by John 3:16 on Sept 16, 2016 21:25:39 GMT -5
The rebels followed 'Me' and The Doctor towards this med bay, the two brothers and the YoungBlood being careful to not hurt or further damage Grace, Card Trick, and Fun Ghoul in their arms. Party Poison as hoping that the rest of the Zonerunners got the memo to just get out, zooming off into the sunset towards the Zones where they would be mostly safe. Jet Star knew kind of how to drive the Trans-Am, which did kind of worry Poison a little bit, as he loved that car to death, but he knew that Jet would take care of it.
But there was something bothering the redhead. It was the question that begged to be asked out loud but Poison kept it at bay for fear of the answer. Will everyone be alright? Will Ghoul be alright? Having his luck, it would most likely be a complete no. The effects of the Drac masks were near irreversible, but COULD be done with the correct procedure. Poison's seen it done. But honestly, the effects of the rayguns on the body, having a single shot be lethal to normal people wherever it hit, there was a very, VERY slim chance of survival from that. And even then, it took a miracle on a blue moon when all of the stars are aligned to not be deadly.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2016 21:30:54 GMT -5
"Lay them down, lay them down, hurry the hell up," The Doctor prompted flapping his hands as he entered the med bay. Jack and Clara were already there, having pulled out a plethora of medial supplies and laid them on the counters. There were multiple, sterile white beds, none in use, but all clean with a simple white cloth draped over them. It, with its bright fluorescent lights and low ceiling, was a stark contrast to the rest of the ship. The Doctor didn't comment though, just headed over to the tools after his order and picked up something that looked a bit like a handheld X-ray light. It was, in fact, a scanner like those things you saw in Star Trek. You waved it over a person, and you got their vitals, brain activity, toxicity levels in their blood, body temperature... The Doctor turned it on, heading over to Fun Ghoul first and waiting for Poison to set him down with a grim face.
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Post by John 3:16 on Sept 16, 2016 21:41:27 GMT -5
Kobra Kid was as gentle as he could possibly be as he lay Grace down on one of the tables, shaking his head with his eyes screwed shut as he tried to tell himself that it will all be okay. He couldn't just tell Party Poison that and not believe it himself! Poison as mostly the same way, trying to tell himself that it will be fine as he set Fun Ghoul down on the table. The scorched and bloodied material of Ghoul's shirt made his stomach turn, Ghoul's wide, fearful eyes that still somewhat glowed of the white light from earlier seemed to haunt Poison. He did this. That thought echoed his mind as he stepped back, keeping a solemn silence as his saddened hazel eyes watched the Doctor. He was bracing himself for really anything at this point.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2016 21:48:15 GMT -5
The Doctor took the device and waved it over Fun Ghoul, mouth in a thin line until suddenly the device beeped, and he actually started. In all honesty, he hadn't been expecting... "He's not dead," he breathed, shocked as he went over the readings and called, "Jack, Clara, one of you, grab me a ventilator, an IV tower, some type-A blood, and fluids. Chop chop." He read down the list of functions that were still working. Brain processes were at a very drastic low, which wasn't good, and his BPM was so slow that he, frankly, could've flatlined at any moment. But, now that The Doctor was looking, he could see the light flutter and collapse of the young man's chest. He was just glad that he wasn't dead. "Jack, you remember how to set all that up?" "Yeah, Doctor," the man replied, hurrying over, tugging the IV pole along behind him as the old Time Lord moved onto Grace, the thrill of the discovery over, at least for him.
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Post by John 3:16 on Sept 16, 2016 22:03:21 GMT -5
Party Poison felt chills flow through his back and spine as he heard the little machine beep, bolting upright in an instant and by his friend's side in a moment. A little part of his mind was almost screaming "I CALLED IT I CALLED IT HAHA" while dancing around in pure happiness. Poison found himself smiling, and that's when he noticed a little green mask sticking out of one of Ghoul's back pockets of his black jeans. Pulling it out, Poison recognized it as Ghoul's eye mask. Smirking in victory, Poison said a "Not today." before carefully setting it beside Ghoul's face. Dr. Benzedrine hadn't noticed this, his teeth were chattering as he stayed close to Card Trick, biting his fingernails as he watched Trick in his almost trance-like state. Kobra Kid had though, a rarer smile overcoming his features as the information that Ghoul was not dead entered his ears and made a smile climb up his lips. He was happy, oh yes he was happy. But a little part of him worried for Grace. What was the machine going to do? He tried to push those thoughts aside as he focused on the little ten year old Zonerunner in front of him.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2016 22:26:29 GMT -5
"Don't get too excited; he's not even halfway out of the woods yet," The Doctor deadpanned as he swiped the device over Grace. It beeped as well, but that only signified that her body processes were still functioning well enough to consider her to be alive. The Doctor fished in his pocket, pulling out a little flashlight and carefully pulling at her eyelids with the pad of his thumb, testing her pupils' reactions. She could still see. "Grace?" he spoke and snapped in her ear. No reaction. Not even a bat of an eyelash. "Can you hear me?" Nothing, but he assumed she could. She just couldn't respond. "Well, there's no reason for her brain to not be repairable, but I can't do it here, same with him," The Doctor said, referring to Card Trick despite not having even gone over to him.
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Post by John 3:16 on Sept 16, 2016 22:36:37 GMT -5
"I know that." Party Poison replied, not even glancing up at the Doctor to further direct what he said to the old man. His eyes were too focused on the man in front of him, Poison noticing his eyes becoming just a little bit more calm. Poison smiled widely as he closed Fun Ghoul's open mouth and brushed a little bit of his raven hair out of his eyes. Of course he wasn't dead. This man was one hell of a fighter. Poison gave a quick glance over at the eye mask he had placed next to Ghoul's head a few moments earlier and his smile grew, looking back over at Ghoul with a flutter in his stomach and heart doing the flippy-over thing.
Kobra Kid, on the other hand, stared at the Doctor with confused eyes and an equal expression, Dr. Benzedrine's biting-of-the-fingernails stopping mid-way as his own chocolate eyes bored into the Doctor's own. "Why not?" Kobra immediately found himself blushing in embarrassment at the almost child-ish question he had just asked. But he knew it was probably okay to ask why, because he wasn't one of these weird people who knew a lot more than he did and went to other planets and universes when they wanted to.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2016 22:43:14 GMT -5
Jack made it over to Party Poison and Fun Ghoul with all of the gear in hand. The first thing did was set up the IV and put both of them into Ghoul's arm, carefully, with precision. He'd done it countless times before, to himself a lot, and it wasn't that bad. He taped it down, released the drip, and moved on to hook up the ventilator. "This is just gonna help him breathe, in case you don't know," Jack informed Party as he plugged it in, gently lifting the other man's head to place the little tube over his ears and in his nose, "Doctor, you want me to disinfect this?" "Yeah, of course!" The Doctor called to Jack, before turning to the two men and saying, "it's a trauma. I can't fix it. I'm not a medical doctor; it's just a name. I have a friend though, who could help. Her name's Martha Jones. She's an actual doctor."
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Post by John 3:16 on Sept 16, 2016 22:57:02 GMT -5
Party Poison found himself wincing and cringing as the needles went into Fun Ghoul's arm. He hated needles. Although you could call his hatred a phobia of sorts. That's why he wasn't inked up like Ghoul or Hell, even his brother. Weird fact, yes Kobra Kid has tattoos but they're mostly covered up by his clothing. Poison found himself almost hissing at the sight, but soon forced himself out of it and focused on something else to rid him of the awful feeling in his stomach he got by watching that. He hated it. "Uh, I kinda guessed but thanks." Poison said, scratching at his head a little bit as he focused intently on the ventilator. He sighed, feeling another thing come to his mind. "And uh, before this gets to late, I feel like I have to say sorry for blindly heading into danger and making a fool of myself like that. Uh, I was blinded by anger I guess, and um, look what came out of it." Poison gestured to Ghoul and the others on the beds. He winced. "It was incredibly idiotic of me and I do feel like I have to apologize. There should have been some kind of game plan or something like that, but... it didn't cross my mind in the slightest while I was in that rage-filled state, I guess." Poison said, finally tearing his eyes off of Ghoul to look at Jack with guilt tearing at his insides.
Kobra and Dr. Benzedrine nodded, kind of preoccupied already with the fact that they had head trauma. This would definitely not end well. Since the technology of the Drac masks only really works with the mask on, really reducing the state of mind without a mask on to a mere crawl most of the time, it was a tough obstacle to kick. But hopefully it would be alright.
(eyyy martha <3)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2016 23:03:57 GMT -5
"It's fine," Jack shrugged as Clara brought over some topical medicines on a cart, along with bandages and gauze, "we're all pretty durable here. So are they." He gestured with his free hand to Grace, Card Trick, and then Ghoul himself as he picked up a pair of scissors and carefully cut the fabric of his shirt, revealing the extent of the wound. It was grizzly, but Jack simply wet some gauze and began cleaning the blood away. It didn't faze any of them anymore. Not at all, actually. "Shall we go back to your Diner first?" The Doctor questioned with a raise of his brow, looking between the two men and then over his shoulder to Poison, to see what the leader of the group was going to say.
[[ martha's my girl. ]]
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Post by John 3:16 on Sept 16, 2016 23:12:07 GMT -5
"Yes." Party Poison answered quickly. The others would hopefully be there, and Dr. Death Defying and his little bunch would hopefully be there as well, reporting on the recent incident to all of the Zones. So he thought it best to go back there, and even if there were nobody it would be best to go to a place of refuge in familiar territory. Kobra Kid nodded, Dr. Benzedrine still biting his fingernails, but with much less teeth-chattering this time. He had calmed down a little bit, and was almost excited to go to the famed Diner. The place of legend. He had driven past it only a couple times, but never had the chance to go inside.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 17, 2016 9:05:00 GMT -5
"Alright," The Doctor replied, setting the device down on one of the empty beds before calling, "Clara, come on, come help. Jack, you stay here and call me if anyone starts dying." And with that he turned, heading out of the room and down the corridor, the footsteps of his arguably favorite person soon following behind him in the corridor. Soon enough they got to the console room. He wordlessly punched in coordinates, she on the other side of the console, and then they took off. The ride wasn't all too long or bumpy, and then they were landing, hopefully at the diner.
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Post by John 3:16 on Sept 17, 2016 15:13:25 GMT -5
Party Poison leaned down and gently nuzzled Fun Ghoul's soft raven hair for a quick moment, before motioning to the others to come along with him out of the room. But before Poison left, he took Ghoul's mask and carefully put it in one of his zip pockets, just for safekeeping, before heading out of there with the other two Zonerunners in tow. "We there?" Poison said from his position up on the catwalk once they got out of the hallway, Kobra Kid setting a hand on his brother's back as he leaned over the edge. Dr. Benzedrine had forcefully calmed himself down, trying to look out of the windows in the door to see if they were there. It seemed as though the windows were frosted, or maybe clouded with age or something, as he could not really see out of them. And that's when it hit him how huge this place was. It was definitely bigger on the inside, and it seemed he showed it to as Kobra shot him an amused look before looking back down at the main area.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 17, 2016 15:53:12 GMT -5
"We're here," The Doctor affirmed, heading to the door and stepping outside. They were indeed once again in front of the Diner. The Doctor pulled the hood of his hoodie (which was hidden already under multiple layers of clothes), up over his head and began for the door. Who had he told to come with again? Oh, yes, Clara. He didn't know where Ashildr and Courtney were at, other than somewhere inside. Or, so he assumed.
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Post by John 3:16 on Sept 17, 2016 18:37:17 GMT -5
The Zonerunners, kind of living up to their name, bolted down the stairs and to the door, each putting their bandannas over their mouths as they ran out of the open door and towards the Diner. The brother breathed a sigh of relief as they saw the lights on and the car parked outfront of the old restaurant, three bikes carefully set next to the Trans-Am. Dr. Benzedrine was kinda freaking out as Kobra held the door open for everyone, as he said before this was a place of legend and it was a really weird thing to be standing in front of a place that held the most infamous criminals in the Zones. He let out a breathe as a gasp as he stepped inside, seeing the old run down Diner from the inside. Jet Star motioned for him to sit anywhere, and Benzedrine chose to sit next to the other two YoungBloods who were on the couch. Kobra and Poison sat closely on one of the booths, Poison wiping his face with some old napkins and Kobra just sitting there and staring off into space.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 17, 2016 19:30:49 GMT -5
The Doctor and Clara came inside, Courtney a bit later. The Doctor flopped onto one of the barstools, pulling his hoodie down off of his head with a sigh, puff of silver hair appearing. Clara sat next to him, throwing an arm over his shoulders after a moment, seemingly cautious until he snuggled into her side, and she gave him a little squeeze. Courtney sat across the room, rolling her eyes at the two of them before asking loudly, "How long we staying here?"
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Post by John 3:16 on Sept 17, 2016 19:35:09 GMT -5
"Hopefully not for long. We don't have enough food and space to accommodate you all. Even with the weird box thing." Jet Star spoke up, noticing he probably wasn't a part of the conversation but going along with it anyways. "No offense." Probably some taken, but Jet didn't really exactly care. He propped his feet up on an empty chair, looking at the others with a raised eyebrow. "Probably just enough time for those three," He didn't indicate who he was talking about but he was sure everyone could use their heads and figure it out for themselves. "Are fine and well." Jet said, sighing heavily and brushing some sand off of his face.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 17, 2016 19:40:12 GMT -5
Courtney rolled her eyes, and then said, "Well, I'm going back in the box, if no one minds." And, even though she had only just sat back down, she got up, heading out the door and disappearing through the doors of the big, blue thing. The Doctor watched her go, lips pursed, and he looked to Clara with a, "Why's she always like that?" "Teenager," Clara said simply, inspecting her nails.
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Post by John 3:16 on Sept 17, 2016 19:57:57 GMT -5
Party Poison let out a hiss. Teenagers scared the living sh/t outta him. Kobra Kid just snorted at his brother, but turned to the others. "But seriously, what the hell..." Kobra whispered, looking at D. Benzedrine who still seemed utterly entranced with the place around him. He didn't blame the kid. It was a pretty interesting place. Poison threw a napkin at his brother's head with a smile, before turning to Jet Star.
"Hey, Jet, could I get my keys back?" Poison asked, to which Jet nodded and fished the jingling keys out of his pocket, and quickly threw them over to Poison. He caught them with relative ease and put them away in one of his zip pockets. "Thanks man." Jet nodded.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 17, 2016 20:04:18 GMT -5
"They're not that bad," Clara mumbled, glancing up at Party Poison and Kobra Kid, eyes flickering between them as she brought her hand back down to rest on her thigh. "Clara used to be a teacher," The Doctor informed with a smirk, earning a jab in the ribs. Well, almost a jab in the woods. He avoided it by ducking to the side with a rough laugh.
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Post by John 3:16 on Sept 17, 2016 20:18:58 GMT -5
"Oh Jesus!" Exclaimed Party Poison, earning a snort from Jet Star and a laugh from Kobra Kid, and a couple of shared chuckles between the YoungBloods. "I couldn't imagine having a job like that. Especially in high school." Poison shivered almost comically, a smile wide on his face as he did so. "Or in kindergarten. That would be Hell to deal with." Poison said, running a hand through his bright red hair as he said those words, turning around to lay his feet on the other side of the booth rather comfortably.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 17, 2016 20:35:27 GMT -5
"Wasn't that bad," Clara shrugged, "I mean, I had to teach Courtney, and she's a handful, but most of the time it was nice. Except for when he was crashing it." She reached over, actually landing a soft smack on the back of The Doctor's head this time. The old Time Lord laughed, catching her hand and softly twisting it until she smacked him with the other, and he let go. "I was improving your lessons!" he exclaimed.
[[ i ship twelve and clara too hard help. ]
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Post by John 3:16 on Sept 17, 2016 20:45:51 GMT -5
(oh no rip)
"He is scared s//tless of teenagers." Kobra Kid said with an amused glint in his eye as he pointed a thumb at his not so amused brother, who balled up another napkin and threw it at Kobra's head. It bounced off the blond one and Party Poison let out a laugh as Kobra exclaimed, "Hey!" before taking the same napkin at throwing it at Poison. Poison dodged it with ease, and Kobra pouted with disdain as he saw that, earning him Poison to fish for the napkin and throw it at Kobra's head again. "And soon he isn't going to be alive anymore." Kobra said, earning him a snort from Poison.
"I'd like to see the skinny nerd try." Poison said with an amused smirk, to which Kobra rolled his eyes and sighed.
"That was like, ten years ago! I've totally beefed up since then." Kobra said, earning a 'pfft' from Poison. Kobra looked at Jet Star, who was looking like he was about to start laughing, and that's when Kobra's face hit his palms. "No, not you..." Kobra said, before Jet burst out laughing.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 17, 2016 21:01:33 GMT -5
"You basically are teenagers," The Doctor informed, wrapping one of his arms around Clara and giving her a squeeze, teasingly. She pinched his side, pushing him back off. He just laughed. It wasn't like she was actually hurting him, or trying to hurt him, but it just made her 'angrier,' and she smacked his cheek with the back of her hand. Clara wasn't mad at him, no. She thought he was cute when he was happy, which didn't happen all that often, sadly. He spent a lot of time moping. Like, a lot. A very, very big amount of time. There were days on end where he wouldn't talk.
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Post by John 3:16 on Sept 18, 2016 2:23:53 GMT -5
Jet Star kept laughing at that, Kobra Kid and the YoungBloods joining in, and Party Poison flushing as bright as his hair with embarrassment into his palms. Kobra just took another napkin and threw it at his brother's head, as payback for last time, and Poison didn't even react as it bounced off of his springy firetruck red hair and fell with a faint clack on the scruffy hardwood floor of the Diner. "We noticed." Kobra said with a laugh, the more rare emotion of happiness coming to him more easily than ever. He never used to do this, smile and laugh and really anything along those lines, he wondered if it was the new arrivals that made him this giddy. He wasn't too sure.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 18, 2016 9:32:17 GMT -5
Clara ended up wrapping an arm around The Doctor's neck, pulling him in close and giving him a teasing kiss on the cheek. He squirmed, and that just made her hold on tighter. "Uncle, uncle!" he cried, finally ducking out from under her arm and teasingly pulling at a lock of her hair. She smacked him again, on the chest, and he just chuckled, sticking out his tongue before looking back to the Killjoys and Youngbloods. "So, do you guys want to get going? Time waits for no man."
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