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"Kid? Ha you don't even know how old I am do you? Save your judgement"
Te'Oma rips the arm off his shirt and ties it around the wound quite tightly.
Picking the Human up, he pulls Eciels arm over his shoulders, not taking any effort to be gentle. Then, he sets off dragging him back to the headquarters for some rest and recouperation, and hopefully some medical attention. Although Te'Oma wasn't too bothered whether they'd run out of pain killers or not...
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My pokemon bring all the boys to the yard, and they're like; you wanna trade cards? Damn right, I wanna trade cards, I'll trade this but not my Charizard.
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