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Leslie stumbled backwards, tripping over debris in the room, stumbling and windmilling until the ground connected with his a**.

"That's bullshit," he sniped, getting back to his feet and keeping his distance. "I didn't take much science, but there's like, only enough space for the brain in your head. There's no way you have more unless the rest of you is brains inside."

A sudden, suspicious stare at Gene, as if all of her might secretly be brain matter.

"...right?"

hp// 8
dmg// 0
charge// 3/3

"Screechie pie?" The words they used were half-cocked and only made sense if you literally lived in a world where you replaced mundane words with scarier variants, which, he guessed, was actually their life.

Leslie stared at her, trying to figure out which b***h she meant-- and concluded that he had no idea which girl he was talking about.

But there was one thing he knew for sure.

"I don't even know that crazy b***h," he said, hefting his staff with the dregs of his strength, "christ, how many crazy ******** redheads do we even ******** have?"

With a weary and haggard swing, Leslie laid a final blow on the girl (ghoul), using Aleria like a bat.



hp// 2
dmg// 6
charge// 3/3