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[made_this_town]

[Spades, as he did every morning, opened the front door to pick up his morning paper. He didn't actually give two shits about what the newspaper had to say, and more often than not ended up just setting the thing on fire when he was done with it, but every gangster worth his salt at least pretended to care about reading the paper. He had an image

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[adropofjupiter]

[You know what sucks? Having an insane asshole alien for a fake!father. What sucks even more? Having some DRONE twice the size of you drag your ass back to your house because 'Dad' needed to have a word with you AND getting a lecture the entire way back about honoring ones parents or something. It didn't help Marisa was short and still recovering from her time being cursed, so it wasn't like she could put a fight up without using magic.

Fine. Whatever.

When the 'kind' man deposits her on her front porch, Marisa glares and then heads inside.]

The hell do you want? You could've just waited until I got home, not sent some droned goon to drag me back.

[Bravado was a great way of hiding how much Spades scared the crap out of her.]

[made_this_town]

You have been a very bad girl young lady.

You should not speak that way to your father.

Do you think I like having to punish you?

[adropofjupiter]

...

[He didn't swear. He didn't swear once. Did he just call himself her father? Just what... what was going on here? In fact, Marisa takes an involuntary step back toward the door.]

Uh, yeah, actually. I think you get off on the idea of 'punishing' me.

[made_this_town]

That is digusting talk young lady.

Do I need to wash your mouth out with soap?

What will the neighbors think if they hear you talking that filth.

[he takes a step closer.]