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Nexus-R.C._Mina
...Tess explodes into a fluid flurry, trapping the dagger against the ground with a solid boot, the other striking out against Vasili's legs, knocking him forward and down. As he reflexively catches himself against the log where he'd sat her down, he finds a jagged sliver of wood tickling his throat. Mere inches away from him is an almost grotesquely stretched smirk only for her to flourish the makeshift stiletto between her fingers and let it drop into the grass.
"Now THAT's a joke. Ha-ha-hah--- OW! Heh." just as a thrown duck's legbone hits her square on the noggin. The greasy-handed Jax yells, "Gorum's guts! Wot dah frak eesss wrawng witchu, Red?!"