[ He has to focus on his breathing for a moment, but he jerks away from that flick. Fucking. Asshole.
When he feels up to it, Scout rolls over towards Spy and begins to slap and shove at him again, retributively. It's the sort of thing you'd probably associate less with a street fight and more with siblings jammed together in the backseat of a car. ]
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When he feels up to it, Scout rolls over towards Spy and begins to slap and shove at him again, retributively. It's the sort of thing you'd probably associate less with a street fight and more with siblings jammed together in the backseat of a car. ]
Son. Ova. Bitch!