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No stranger to grappling in the muck and grime in the name of seedy business, his nose twitches over hearing that remark, the shadow of a frown hooking at the corners of his mouth for a moment, but it stays set in a thin line. “S’fair. At least ya can’t say I didn’t ask nicely.” 
     Abandoning pleasantries, the hirsute mutant swelled in size, diminutive stature made up for in the fierce intent that he began to evince. “Nothin’ ‘bout ya gives me any reason to trust you, so if you don’t plan on taking yer leave when asked, I guess it’s left up t’ me to throw yer ass to the curb.”

  _{“you could try,” he said, arms crossing over his chest. “i mean, it is possible you could get far – might even work.” of course, that wasn’t to say that it would last. ky loved a good game, but he rarely played one for long – especially since he got bored quite easily.}

     _{“then, i’d come back, “ his tone darkened, “kick your ass, and then maybe we’d call it a day.” though, the more likely factor was if he got the point of fighting he’d lose control, and then things would get to be very interesting.}