Park, late afternoon

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After talking to Wilson, Tex heads down to the park. Totally unaware that the duck she's looking for is actually already stalking her.


((Noes! A gremlin bite. If you ever wanted an easy way to talk to Tex, now's the time.))

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The gremlin was still disoriented from his trip in the dumpster. Who knew that a nap in a garbage can would turn into such a wild ride. Go to sleep in the kitchen, wake up in town.

He made a beeline back toward the school which took him through the park. Hiding as he went, he stopped to watch the figure walking past.

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Tex couldn't spot the bratty duck near the pond, but she caught a glimpse of movement in the bushes. She frowned as she noticed there was something hiding there. It didn't look like a duck, she didn't think. Curious, she took a step closer to try to make out what it was.

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Realizing that his hiding place had been discovered, the gremlin ran out and tried to dodge through Tex's legs.

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Definitely not a duck. Tex had never seen anything this ugly before. She didn't even think twice. As soon as it came near her legs, Tex kicked at the gremlin, forgetting she was out of armour.

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Instead of going flying when Tex kicked him, the gremlin grabbed onto her leg and bit down hard.

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"Ow! You leg-biting fucktard," Tex growled and reached down, grabbing the gremlin by the scruff of its neck. She held it at arms length and watched it. Too bad she'd already used the poison sample.

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The gremlin struggled in Tex's grasp, gnashing his teeth and growling.

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"Damn, you're ugly." Tex wrinkled her nose and snapped the creatures neck. She tossed it aside and rubbed her hand off on her coat.

She looked down at the bite, but it didn't look too bad. As she continued down her path, Tex started to hum to herself.

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Red took the cubs out for a quick run. They'd been cooped up for the day while he was on the mainland for business. A trip to the park was perfect for them.

He saw Tex walking, out of her armor and trotted up to her. "Good evening, Tex."

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"Evening, Red!" Tex greeted enthusiastically. Despite her bruises, she seemed to be ina good mood. Maybe a bit too good of a mood.

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"It's unusual to see you out of your armor. Giving it a break?" Red asked with a grin.

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"Have to," she replied as she lifted her hair to show the bandage still at the base of her skull. "The stitches aren't all too happy with the helmet. It's good to be out like this, though. I forget how good the air smells when it's not filtered."

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“Oh?” Red looked at Tex warily. She was happy to be out of her armor? Since when? He sat down and regarded her. “Is everything okay?”

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"I'm fine. Wonderful, it's a lovely evening." Tex rolled her eyes. "Seriously, it's like all of a sudden the whole damn town is interested in my health." Normally she would have sounded more annoyed, however, she seemed pretty cheerful about it right now.

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“Throw back to living in a small town,” Red looked around to see if there was anyone around. He was certain that no one would believe this if he simply told them. “We tend to notice these things.”

He gestured with his nose. “What happened to your neck?”

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"Oh, slight side effect from this move." Tex said lightly, her normal reserve seemed to be gone as she continued to explain. "If you know where to hit, you can sever the connection between the armour and the wearer. Of course, the idiot hit didn't aim all too well."

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"Oh." Blinking, Red sat down. That was more than he figured Tex would have ever said about her personal life. He was beginning to wonder if she had been replaced by a clone or something. "Well, that's luck, I suppose. Tex," he began delicately. "Are you sure you're feeling well? You seem a bit..." his lips wiggled, "out of sorts."

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"Out?" Tex looked amused. "Nah, I'm fine. Seriously. Bit sore, but that's to be expected when you get your ass handed to you. How are you? And the cubs?" She asked as she looked at them, they did look adorable.

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The cubs knew when they were being talked about and immediately went into super cute mode, winding through her feet. Red smiled a bit at watching the cubs closely.

But Red was convinced now there was something not right. He liked Tex, there was no doubt. However he liked her because she was the no nonsense sort of person. Sort of...not like now. "We are doing well, waiting for winter to get here."

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"Evening, Red, Tex." Michael peered at her. Was that a...smile? "How's it going?"

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"Ow yeah, can't wait for it to snow." Tex agreed and grinned, leaning down to pat one of the cubs. She quickly gave up on it as it hurt her ribs, though.

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"Evening, Michael. It's going well. How are you doing?"

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Red looked at Michael and nodded. "Michael, good evening. Taking a break from packing? Thought you were heading out of town?"

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((ooc: Michael? Continue or let the slowplay take over?))