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"Greeat, gonna go make a few old bags gay" She chuckled.. "Later tho-"
Aww goodnight Kupid

Licht laughs. "That sounds fun, mind if I join?"

"Nah, its my world, I can handle my problems, dont even sweat it kid!"

Licht frowns. "I'm 27, why are you calling me kid?

(I honestly thought there was kid Licht and Future Licht, soorry))
"Cause, its funny angel boy" She chuckled "Its not like it'll matter-"

(yeah, there is, but rn this is Future Licht. Kid Licht is still in his corner)

The general pouts. "Oh come on!"

"For a grown man, you act just like me" She said, putting the grenade in her hair.. welp she gets it from her mother-

"Aren't you a grown woman? What's the difference?" Licht is now fiddling with a guitr he just made from light.

"Your supposed to be older, quite literally callling the shots, at least in my world, most of the older folk decide who gets blasted

"I don't quite follow......"

"Ehh... Its a long story, normally old men run the city, spouting their violence and using others to enforce their anger, you knom?"

"Well thats... Ohhh, that's what you meant by turn some old men... Pfftttt,, HAHAHAH!! Damn girl, that sounds like it sucks, but at the same time, a funny plan. But I'm actually rather young.... Still.

She stretches, "I guess.. Its just gonna put some more heat on me tho" she said "It wont do anything but play with their heads"

"You sure you don't want help?"

"If I needed help I would've been dead... besides, I wont drag the holy into the home of the damned" she said

Licht laughs. "I may seem like I wouldn't care, but... If it brings even a small bit of light into somewhere that seems so dark... then hell, I'll throw a whole damn concert and ligt that B**** up!!"

"Trust me we have enough sound and light shows, Its all parties and gun fights at home... of course like after 12 it calms down ya know?"

Jackson walked in looking around the bar, eyes narrowed, he walked over to a table taking off his leather jacket putting it around the back of a chair neatly and sat down, folding his hands, once a waitress came over he ordered a beer.

Catalina was sitting there, sipping a glass of red wine.