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[mationix]

Ashlie presses her lips together, turning them into a thin line, not liking how he seemed to read her thoughts. "You wish," she mumbles crossing her arms over her chest. "I am only here to win The Game, not anything else."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Says the girl trying to snuggle up to me, this isn't my first rodeo," He glares at her," Ok, lets train, I don't want you doing anything incredibly stupid,"

[mationix]

She returns his glare, seething. "I was not! I was trying to be friendly, would you rather me to just treat you like a slave?" She demanded, letting out a huff. "I won't do anything stupid, I've survived since the Last Outbreak, didn't I?"

[CrimsonMoon]

" The Last Outbreak was less than ten ears ago, you look about 16," he chuckles and crosses his arms," Mk, kid, lets go-"

[mationix]

(I feel bad talking about other threads here, but screw it: should we ever have Eva and Elizah settle down one day? Raise a family or something gushy like that? XD)

Ashlie gritted her teeth. "I'm eighteen thank you very much," she said throuth gritted teeth. Puttint her hands on her hips, she raised her head, a mocking sneer on her face. "Bring it on."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Ok," was his simple reply. Almost immediately she was on the ground with his bare foot on her face, squashing her... The pain didn't even register until far later

[mationix]

Ashlie lets out a grunt, having her breath knocked out of her. She lays there for a moment, her eyes clenched together in pain, when she suddenly flips over, grabbing on his ankle and yanking his foot up. As she gets his foot off of her face, she scrambles to her feet, shaking herself off. Ashlie jumps from foot to foot, before slugging him in the gut.

[CrimsonMoon]

Her hand clangs into steel, he places his hands on his slender hips and smiles,"... I'm a weapon, remember?"

[mationix]

Ashlie lets out a faint groan, doubling over and holding her hand. She curls and uncurls her fingers, grimacing. "I think I broke my hand," she whimpered.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Probaby just sprained it... Besides, i'm a weapon, remember?" He sighs an slumps as if she was the exhausting one here

[mationix]

"That doesn't mean that it hurts any less," Ashlie muttered, curling anr uncurling her fingers, grimacing as a small twinge of pain shot through them.

[CrimsonMoon]

" True, True, now come here so I can mock and take care of you," he snickers, holding out his hand to her

[mationix]

She curls her lip at him. "Right, like that'll make me wanna come close to you," she snorts, rolling her eyes at his apparent stupidity.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Would you rather I lie to you?" He cooes with a smirk

[mationix]

(So sorry if you got a ton of messages for the other thread; for some reason it kept saying that I didn't send it, then it sent me a warning telling me that I had sen multiple copies of the same message. :/ )

She shakes her head, looking irritated. "I am not a child, you know," she mutters back.

[CrimsonMoon]

(Totally fine broham xD)

" You are a child," The Agent growls suddenly, his eye that was free from the mask narrowing with sudden and suprising fury," That's why I'm protecting you."

[mationix]

"Tch. I don't need your protection." She glares back at him, though is a little taken aback at the sudden furry. "Why the sudden anger?" Ashlie demands, scowling at him.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Because i'm sick of seeing kids dying," he snaps, making a fist," I'll die before I see a kid in MY care die again..."

[mationix]

"'Again'?" She swallows, her fears melting away into fear. "You...you mean you've already lost one?" She licks her lips, her mouth suddenly turning dry.

[CrimsonMoon]

" It's been 60 years, of course, everyone has," He growls, turning his back to her