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[i]"I'm the,"[/i] [b]He cleared his throat, like a gentleman.[/b] [i]"Pussy? You're calling for help. Two against one, and I'm the coward. Consider learning how to fight with honor."[/i] [b]He said, sounding pissed off.[/b]
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[i]"I thought your cowardly sister was a goddy agent. Can't take chances."[/i] [b]He dropped into the clearing, his trenchcoat fluttering behind him. He stood the tell-tale Anonymous mask on his face. His knuckles were wrapped in gauze, and his hair was messy, but slightly slicked back.[/b]