Jay has words

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Just then, Jaxx humphed past at speed, closely followed by a tired looking Jay.
“Jaxx, stop!”
“No. You don't apprecia-”
“That is an ORDER, soldier.”
Jaxx stopped dead in his tracks and stood to attention.
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"Now you listen to me, Princess..."
Jay snapped.
"You pull shit like you did back there and wonder why no-one trusts you? Smeg sake, you went on a rampage and could have killed everyone! And not for the first time!"
"We appreciate the help, but you have to tone it down. The mindless violence, the brutality. - it's not how we do things - I mean, where's the fun in that?"
"We were trying to negotiate with the Gelfs you slaughtered, same goes for the Huzards, and you blew any chance of that out the water thanks to your bloodthirstiness."
"I get that this is how you were made, but you're not with a platoon of MACOS fighting in a war now. Your one of the last remnants of the human race trying to survive in an already hostile universe. We don't need to feel threatened by those among us too. Sure, you've helped us out, but someone nearly gets hurt each time you do. The whole superman thing, it puts people on edge - we see what your capable of and how out of control you are and people get scared."
"And don't go thinking we can't deal without you - we managed fine without you for a long time, doing it OUR way, and need I remind you who saved YOUR ass back on the station?"
"We want you to be a part of our group, frankly we need all the help we can get, but you have to expect people to distrust you when you pull shit like you did back there, fall in line soldier, and don't get all precious about it if you don't get your way. Do that, and you'll do fine"
"Start realising your limitations and quit compensating with this attitude and you'll get along fine...now are you gonna come back to the group, or are you gonna go and sulk?"

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