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"Maybeh afta' thish I'll--"




"Youh bette'r watch it..my tongue might slip the trigger....!" One could here a slight wavering in her voice as if though she were trying to keep control of her tongue, which was pressed against the trigger.

Fox grimaced and the nudged at Icy gesturing to his watch, his cloaking watch. Fox began to walk away, backing out of the cart slowly before exiting all together, with the door left open on purpose.
Okay okay, nobody needs to get shot here... or have an icicle shoved through their liver... He glanced at Icy, We'll just move out of the cart... nice and easy... okay?