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[gotitwrong]

[Ray is on the plane, looking his usual pleasant self. what is he doing, you might ask? ...he's removing the stitches from his face. so he's pretty much sitting at a table, with a mirror, snipping the threads and ripping them out one handed, since he still has an arm in a sling]

Fuckin'...

[he growls (in a way), and yanks out another stitch, wincing a bit as it catches] Shit.

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[onedrous.livejournal.com]

Then you will have no trouble complying.

[gotitwrong]

[he acts as if he's considering it] Hmm, still can't do it. Isn't that too bad?

[onedrous.livejournal.com]

We suppose it relies on perception.

[gotitwrong]

Yeah? Well, my perception is you two're divs who ain't used to not gettin' your way.

[onedrous.livejournal.com]

[His mouth twitches and he takes a graceful step forwards and slightly to the side, as if he's about to being circling like a vulture.]

Our perception is a little much for you to handle, we're afraid.

[gotitwrong]

[Ray watches calmly]

Don't care what your perception is, anyway.

[tworiffic.livejournal.com]

Naturally.

[gotitwrong]

Then there's no point in bringin' it up, is there?