"Rude could probably do something with all that stuff. As good as you and me are at making bombs, his are just... art." They really were. Fireworks, confetti... They were definitely something. And always so contained (unless, of course, Rude wanted to take out half the city). "If we got him the stuff, I'm sure he could get some sparks flyin'."
Watching her for a brief moment, he quicked an eyebrow. "Liar. I can see you twitching. Don't worry. It'll be okay by morning and probably completely gone in a day or so."
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Date: 2010-01-20 12:35 am (UTC)Watching her for a brief moment, he quicked an eyebrow. "Liar. I can see you twitching. Don't worry. It'll be okay by morning and probably completely gone in a day or so."