[two knives coalesce in Valor's hands, made of black metal, each with a foot-long blade and a serrated edge. they look a more like something you'd expect in a video game than a practical weapon, but they still look very real and very deadly]
Aw, c'mooon. I can't be the only person you know in this shithole who swears.
[almost before the last word leaves his mouth, he whips one arm up and around, throwing one of the knives at her face]
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Aw, c'mooon. I can't be the only person you know in this shithole who swears.
[almost before the last word leaves his mouth, he whips one arm up and around, throwing one of the knives at her face]