Ace wrinkles her nose at him. "Until you get pulled into some conference where they tell you to confiscate my explosives 'cause I'm a danger to the bar." She points out, mostly without rancor.
One: They probably wouldn't get me to do it. Conflict of interest. Two: i would never take your Nitro away unless you wanted me too. Three: Why the pessimissim?
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*Tim strokes her nose.*
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"Until you get pulled into some conference where they tell you to confiscate my explosives 'cause I'm a danger to the bar." She points out, mostly without rancor.
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*Cuddling close to her.*
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"Call it post-traumatic whatchimacallit." She doesn't really know why, actually. Seems her mood has been all over the map.