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[makingastatement]

[ The woman in the video takes her time setting up the camera in a bar that is definitely not one of his...her...regular dives. At first she's hesitant, attempting to slick back her hair and crudely adjust the tie and vest to compliment her, ah, altered chest area.

It might not have been the best idea, but it's late to turn back now. ]

What. Don't act like it ain't happening to the rest of you. I'm not gonna cry over it or let 'em think that it bugs me any more than the other shit that goes on here.

[ She shifts her weight in the chair ever-so slightly before taking a long swig from a nearby bottle. ]

I'm just gonna go on the record and say that if one more of your sonnuvabitches, man-woman, woman-man or otherwise, says something about this, I still got fists and they work just fine.

[ Right on cue, a whistle. She barely knits her brows in annoyance before she's lunging out of her chair and is off the screen like a blur. ]

C'mere, ya fuckin'--!!

[ There's just a hint of a yelp before the feed cuts out. ]

[ Backdated to the 20th. Replies from shesgotastatement. Please bug, troll or otherwise. C: ]

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[recognize_a_curse]

I doubt it'll stick around. They never do.

[He gestures to his hair, shrugging.]

This? I did it like this. Ruby showed me how, the last time this curse came around.

[You have to look polished no matter what the curse of the day is, right?]

[shesgotastatement]

[ He's all for looking polished, but he's not sure he's on the same page as you otherwise. It does make him rethink this over-sized shirt deal.

Not that he'll admit it aloud. ]

You've got one helluva a memory, pal.

[recognize_a_curse]

Yeah, I guess I do.

[He's a quick learner. And it had seemed like important information.]

But before you ask, no, I'm not helping you with your hair.