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[goodluckkobra]

Bike's fine.

[ It's sporting a new scorch mark or two, but he doubts anyone would consider that worth noting.

He take the bottle and drinks some of it slowly. There's no point in drinking so fast that he can't absorb any of it and he's definitely at least a little dehydrated. ]

Plannin' on takin' it somewhere?

[ Party can have whatever ideas he wants, but Kobra's not letting him run off by himself all guns blazing without backup, especially not when he's being all emotional and moody about it. ]

[killthisparty]

[ He will deny the fact that he is being emotional and moody until the day he dies.

He doesn't answer right away, "busy" putting on his holster and grabbing his jacket. ]

Goin' on a joyride.

[goodluckkobra]

[ Kobra rolls his eyes. He doesn't have the energy to be real patient right now. ]

At least take Ghoul with you if you're gonna go on a man-hunt. Gonna get yourself ghosted like a dumbass if he's got protection.

[ Yup just another day of calling Party on his shit. He's not sorry. ]

[killthisparty]

Think this is my first time in the rodeo? Get real, Kid.

[ Says the one who's...yeah. ]

G's gonna have t' keep an eye around here t' make sure they didn't trail ya.

(a million years later...)

[goodluckkobra]

Ain't goin' by yourself. Don't be a fuckin' idiot.

[ Kobra pushes himself to his feet, ignoring the pain, and hobbles towards Party like he's ready to tie him down if he has to. ]

Re: (a million years later...)

[killthisparty]

[ At that, Party stares him down, almost indignant. But that's just how his face usually looks. ]

You don't be an idiot. What are you gonna do, tie me down?

[ Well. ]