![]() “Like always!” Patty interjected, sticking out her tongue. “The stalemate would last hours, and we only have more training tomorrow. “No use.” Christmas pushed her glasses up on her nose. Now, if you two would get back to your binge drinking so Christmas and I can continue-” There’s no way in hell she’s going to be ‘in charge’ of me. “Treats.” Valentine said, “I’m twice as experienced as Hallow. “She’s the only one who’ll agree to touch those creepy syringes. “Hah! Maybe Val would loosen up if you put Hallow in charge of her, huh?” Easter chuckled. “I swear, you two are gon’ta be the death of me. Her IV Staff was abandoned lazily on the floor, an already half-chugged pint of beer resting in her hand. “Yer never gonna get nuffin’ done if ya keep runnin’ yer mouths after every attack.” Having already finished her spar with Easter, she was relaxing. “Oi! Finish the skirmish or quit yer yappin’, lassies!” Patty spoke up from her perch on Easter’s shoulder. But I can’t expect you to understand that,” Christmas said, tucking her drawn scalpels away, “I can’t remember the last time you did something I told you to.” “You’re not exempt from criticism, nor are you the absolute authority here.” I could avoid your piddling scalpel barrage if I was missing both my eyes.” Valentine huffed. “Who are you to talk about seeing things coming, anyways? You have a notable lack of depth perception.” “Since when are you the one giving critique, Valentine?” Christmas scoffed. Especially when you announce the attack like that.” The scalpels may be sharp, but anyone could see them coming. “You’re as predictable as your namesake, Christmas.” Valentine grinned beneath her mask. Even so, a swift, upward strike with her bonesaw killed their momentum, rendering the attack useless. The barrage of scalpels came almost too fast for Valentine. ![]()
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