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Gemma was not used to civilian life. Or that they did not know much about terms that they used in the service. But that did not mean she was not going to use them. "Right, you're a civilian. You wouldn't know what the hell I am saying." She did not expect him to know it, let alone anyone else. Eyes roll as she looks at him, “In the military, we say Cannibalize when we plan on removing serviceable parts from one form of equipment to another. To make them work or make them better.” Gemma held out her hand “give me that weapon. I need a part of it for this weapon, especially if we want to get the hell out of here. Alive."

“No, I have never eaten marshmallows. If it wasn’t for TV I wouldn’t even know they existed.” Arthur pointed, looking at the surface of the fire and the white softness set on it to heat and cook. “How long does it even need to be cooked? Sometimes it looks like minutes and others seconds. I will never get it.” He added with a shrug before looking in Baelfire’s direction. Was he even talking no t to think about the uncomfortable trunk he had chosen to sit over? Probably.But he refused to sit on the ground.

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“Mind giving me a hand here? I am so gonna give you a hug after I get this off my leg...”

"i know i’ve had time with this ability, but you’re a lot faster than i am.” henry had to catch his breath after taking on his half-spirit form. it wasn’t something that he did too often because it wasn’t something that his family entirely understood. an ancestor long ago had the same power, but contacting them was also tricky at times. “i will say this though, you’re freaking amazing out there.” he smiled softly after he finally stood up straight, looking over at the halfa. “seriously, if i wasn’t impressed before then i definitely am now! what do you say we go back to my place to relax a bit? i can grab us some food on the way there.”

“Forgot I saw a condom under your pillow?” His eyebrows rose – a mildly amused chuckle rolling from the blonde’s lips as his eyes remained on Baelfire. Usually, people carried condoms in their wallets. Keep them handy just in case they were about to get lucky on a night now. Concealed under a pillow? “Are you planning on bringing someone here?” Ignoring his friend’s words, Kevin walked past Baelfire to remove the pillow out of the way, fingers reaching for the hidden package. “You should carry it. We never know when you won’t be needing it. It’s not for me… is it? ‘Cause it’s too small for me. Plus – I always carry one with me. Just – so you know.”