Locked from Jamie

[alwaysin-gloves.livejournal.com]

He leaves, I'll kick his ass.    

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[his-justice.livejournal.com]

If who leaves, Rogue?

[alwaysin-gloves.livejournal.com]

John. The little idiot always runs when he encounters something he doesn't know how to happen.

[his-justice.livejournal.com]

It's a typical...well, nearly a typical response to being outside of your comfort zone.

What exactly is he running from?

[alwaysin-gloves.livejournal.com]

I really can't say, it's not my story to tell.

His problems are piling up, and he's insisting that everyone would be better off if he left.

[his-justice.livejournal.com]

Sounds that he do with some help. If experience has taught me anything it's that two heads are often much better than one.

[alwaysin-gloves.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I know.

He just makes everything harder then it needs to be.

[robot-friends.livejournal.com]

Crow: Oh, he just lit himself a big scented candle of whoop-ass!
Servo: Woo!

[alwaysin-gloves.livejournal.com]

A big scented candle?

[robot-friends.livejournal.com]

Servo:...What!?
Crow: Oh, we're confusing and we go over people's heads. THAT'S new!
Servo: *laughs*

[alwaysin-gloves.livejournal.com]

No, no. I was just wondering if I should be offended by 'big' or happy about 'scented.'

[robot-friends.livejournal.com]

Servo: Hehe! Okaaay...
Crow: Well feel free to mull that one over at your leisure.
Servo: Apparently "whoop-ass" was the only part that DIDN'T confuse her!

[alwaysin-gloves.livejournal.com]

Whoop-ass I get. Whoop-ass is right.