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"Nope! I'm getting out of this!" She huffed as she continued to squirm. |
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Darkseeker
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"Stay, put, wiggles." Jackson says. He breathes heavily as he struggles to keep a hold while not hurting her. |
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Neutral
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"Not happening. Freedom!" She panted as she pushed against him to try and get free. |
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Darkseeker
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Jackson resleses her and stummbels back. He did not relize how her pull and his push had been is so much balance. |
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Neutral
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She squeaked as she stumbled back against the tree. |
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Jackson catches himself just before falling on a rock. "Where were we? Ah... Before trying to kill each other?" He stands up straight and can feel his spine pop. (Can we add a 25 word min? One liners are pretty hard to work off.) |
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Neutral
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That works.) She sat up and soon climbed onto her feet. She raced over to his side and asked, "You sure you're okay? I didn't hurt you in any way?" |
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Darkseeker
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"Ha, you can not hurt me." Jackson laughs. "I did not hurt you, right?" he asks. If he hurt her... He looks her over and pulls a strand of hair off her face. |
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Neutral
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She smiled and said, "Really, I'm fine. If anything, me hitting the tree briefly knocked the wind out of me. I don't think a man like you could hurt me." She adjusted herself to sit up before yelping in pain, clutching her midsection. |
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Darkseeker
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Jackson reaches out to touch her shoulder, but pauses. "Are you sure I did not hurt you? Or was that the stick from the other day?" He says. |
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