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Don't let the knives n' guns fool you, this one's gonna end snappy.
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After a long and haunting silence Coco was relived to see her commander, Tricia, enter from the far side of the room. She had almost forgotten that the tablet she was given prior to this assignment kept track of their locations in real time, meaning the commander was likely aware of the squabble that went down in the dungeon to some degree. She wore a sly smile upon seeing her trainee unharmed that didn't go unnoticed.

But, like clockwork, the moment of calm was broken by the sudden creek of the dungeon door as some unseen figure darted out from behind, their long toned arms slipping back and grappling the young cop from behind. One arm held a dagger that pointed inward, ready to slip somewhere painful without a moment's notice.

A somewhat deep female voice that could've only belonged to her attacker boomed in her left ear. "Throw it on the fuckin' ground! Throw your gun or I'mma stick this skinny-ass bitch! Don't fuckin' test me!"
Coco had a very limited view of the woman speaking, who was dragging the end of her blade in circles around her chest and stomach area, but not hard enough to pierce her clothes. She could see Tricia clearly, aiming the rifle in her direction unwavering and unresponsive. If it weren't for her trust in the peacekeepers and her commander, Coco might've been deathly frightened right about now.

"Uh.. maybe we can work something out! Like.. We let you off with a warning, just like cops from the old ti—"

"I don't wanna hear nothin' else outta' yo dyke lookin' ass." The raider rudely interrupted, now pointing her dagger up toward's Coco's eyes, and bobbing the blade in an almost hypnotic pattern. "Ain't none of my girls ever killed a cop before, so don't fuckin' tempt me."

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edit: hey hey people, I juss wanna say that if a character I write in acts or speaks in a way that aligns with certain stereotypes *don't* assume I'm trying to be an edgelord or that I'm making some dumb racist statement about groups of people.
Does this even need to be said? Methinks not.

Description
Don't let the knives n' guns fool you, this one's gonna end snappy.
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After a long and haunting silence Coco was relived to see her commander, Tricia, enter from the far side of the room. She had almost forgotten that the tablet she was given prior to this assignment kept track of their locations in real time, meaning the commander was likely aware of the squabble that went down in the dungeon to some degree. She wore a sly smile upon seeing her trainee unharmed that didn't go unnoticed.

But, like clockwork, the moment of calm was broken by the sudden creek of the dungeon door as some unseen figure darted out from behind, their long toned arms slipping back and grappling the young cop from behind. One arm held a dagger that pointed inward, ready to slip somewhere painful without a moment's notice.

A somewhat deep female voice that could've only belonged to her attacker boomed in her left ear. "Throw it on the fuckin' ground! Throw your gun or I'mma stick this skinny-ass bitch! Don't fuckin' test me!"
Coco had a very limited view of the woman speaking, who was dragging the end of her blade in circles around her chest and stomach area, but not hard enough to pierce her clothes. She could see Tricia clearly, aiming the rifle in her direction unwavering and unresponsive. If it weren't for her trust in the peacekeepers and her commander, Coco might've been deathly frightened right about now.

"Uh.. maybe we can work something out! Like.. We let you off with a warning, just like cops from the old ti—"

"I don't wanna hear nothin' else outta' yo dyke lookin' ass." The raider rudely interrupted, now pointing her dagger up toward's Coco's eyes, and bobbing the blade in an almost hypnotic pattern. "Ain't none of my girls ever killed a cop before, so don't fuckin' tempt me."

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edit: hey hey people, I juss wanna say that if a character I write in acts or speaks in a way that aligns with certain stereotypes *don't* assume I'm trying to be an edgelord or that I'm making some dumb racist statement about groups of people.
Does this even need to be said? Methinks not.