*He raises a palm, simply dropping the gun and lightly grabbing the fist, deflecting it left.* Ah-ah-ah. Fighting done now. *He hits her in the back of the knee with the handle of his knife.*
    
    
      
      Oh, stop whining. Olivia, let's head out. *He follows the road north.*
    
    
      
      Mhmm! *She runs to catch up, her wounded leg causing her no grief*
*She whispers to Danye* We just gunna leave the bitch here or?
    
      *She whispers to Danye* We just gunna leave the bitch here or?
      *Responding at full volume.* If she has the guts to follow, then she stays with us. Regardless, I left her one gun, so she ain't defenseless.
    
    
      
      No need to yell, I'm right here.
*She walks up beside Olivia, giving her a conniving smile. She tucks the one gun into her thigh holster*
Can I have my other gun back orr?
    
      *She walks up beside Olivia, giving her a conniving smile. She tucks the one gun into her thigh holster*
Can I have my other gun back orr?
      One gun, you could kill one of us before the other gets you. Two guns, and we will both be dead. *He smiles.* Usually, I'm the one with these challenges. Feels good to be in charge for a change.
    
    
      
      *Olivia laughs and teasingly pulls out her silver dagger, using a cloth from her back pocket to shine the blade*
    
    
      
      *He steps around Olivia, and lands a full punch into Aruna's face.* No. More. Sex. Understood?
    
    
      
      *fresh blood trickles down her nose. Rather then wiping it up, she simply catches it with her mouth*
That wasn't even a sexual reference. But, sure thing. Wasn't like I was getting any, unless you count Miss Lesbian over here.
    
      That wasn't even a sexual reference. But, sure thing. Wasn't like I was getting any, unless you count Miss Lesbian over here.
      *Danye giggles slightly.* I could get used to this. So. Very. Used to this.
    
    
      
      I don't know. Might head into the hills. Cut through to Sloan. Hunt some Deathclaws. *He glances at his companions, remembering the wounds.* Or not.
    
    
      
      *He kicks her in her leg wound, then brings his other knee into Arunas face.* No. You two are not up for Deathclaw.
    
    
      
      *Aruna grunts and growls*
Do you two want to mess up my beautiful face? I mean for ***** sake!
    
      Do you two want to mess up my beautiful face? I mean for ***** sake!
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