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[martialartistic.livejournal.com]

[ The loud clang of a boot hitting metal. Someone's in a bad mood. ]

The hell, seriously? No me chingues, damn machine --

[ A huffy exhale. ]

So, what. Ya'll not meeting your ass-kicking quota or somethin'? Didn't I dish out enough broken faces last time?

If you wanted a martial arts master, should'a called someone who ain't fucking busy. Summon goddamn Jackie Chan.

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[martialartistic.livejournal.com]

That he's here? Yeah. 'Less you're talkin' 'bout something else?

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[meowminx]

He's a lot younger than last time. Not really in control of his powers yet.

Seeking help from questionable people.

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[martialartistic.livejournal.com]

Questionable people, huh?

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[meowminx]

Psycho from my world named Crane. Obsessed with fear, likes torturing people. He's behaving himself for the moment. Hell, it's possible he might even like the kid. But it wouldn't hurt to have someone else keeping an eye on them.