Re: No ointment my a**e!

--- In JMC_Blue_Dwarf@y..., Exxbang@a... wrote:
> ooc- right Keets two can play at that game! Any why you forget
> about the incident with Jay
OOC - hehe, fair enough. :) I suppose that would have made people a
little cautious, non?
IC -
Keto sat on the sofa, nursing his rapidly-developing bruises and
occasionally shooting a glare towards Chrysler.
So somebody had actually hit him. Fair enough. It had happened
before. Not in several decades, admittedly, but it had happened
before.
"Very well, Chrysler," hissed Keto inaudibly, "You may have won the
battle, but I shall win the war! You think you can out-revenge
*ME*? You haven't met the might of KetOW!"
In his irritation, Keto had mistakenly bashed his already-swollen
elbow on the arm of the sofa, sending a judder all the way up his arm.
"...EVENTUALLY," corrected Keto, "EVENTUALLY I shall seek
revenge...after a few hours...and some icepacks..."