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[Max wanders into the kitchen, looking for something to do, and/or eat, not really anything specific, and happens to spot the can on the kitchen counter.]

Huh.

[curiosity gets the better of her and she goes to pick it up]

[The can itself is rather unremarkable, save for the label on it. "Travis Touchdown" it reads. Whether that's a food, or a brand name, or something else is left to the imagination, as that's all there to read.

It does, however, have a pull tab on the top.]

People should learn not to leave their crap out on the counter.

[cuz that makes it fair game in her mind. and again, curiosity killed the cat, because she's reaching for the pull tab to try and get it open]

[All it seems to take is for it to be opened a crack, before the can starts shaking and, of all things, music starts to play. Catchy music, the kind that sticks in your head and doesn't go away.

Or would, if it wasn't for the fact that a few seconds later, it appears the top of the can explodes out, as a dropkick spews forth from it towards the chin of whatever poor soul is opening it.]

[even Max's super reflexes are enough to get him away from this one, and she takes the kick before landing on the floor, hard.]

... THE HELL?!

[With some nice acrobatics of his own, the offending dropkicker, one Travis Touchdown, lands on his feet some feet back, catching the can in mid fall with a beam katana and cutting it in two]

DYNAMIC ENTRY, FUCKHEADS!

[ooc: Red is Max, Blue is Travis]

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[stares back at him as he gets on her face, and then swings a punch to his face, putting all of her X5 strength behind it, not really caring that she could break his jaw if she's not careful. she's too pissed off for that]

[Direct hit, and thankfully Travis is a tough son of a bitch with some stupid high endurance score, because all it does is send him stumbling backwards. And hurt like a bitch.

A really big bitch.

But it seems to have knocked him out of his rage. Because seconds later, the beam katana goes off, and drops to the floor. And then he turns his head back to look at her.

And then he punches the counter and sends a big crack running through it.]

Fuck!

[is watching him carefully for a moment, and now that she's punched him, she actually feels a little better, so she's gonna do the human thing]

Hate to ask the obvious, but you okay?

[Pulls his fist back. Whatever he did broke the skin, cause there's a steady trail of blood coming out of his hand]

No. I'm not. It's been three years. Three...fucking...years.

[blinks]

So you went home, came back and still remembered?

[that doesn't really jive with what she's been told/experienced]

[Is still for a moment, then nods]

Every moment. Right up to getting a robot dropped on me. Then I was back home, right where I'd left off.

[and this is a very confused kitten]

I thought you don't remember if you go home.

[Shrugs for a moment, then just stares at where he punched.]

Some people might. It ain't common though. It's probably the castle fucking with us. Making us think it's over, before dragging us back at the worst time.

Huh.

[blinks as she considers that]

Weird.

Weird. Fucked up. Bull shit. Cheap. Dick move. CASTLE WONDERFUCK IN IT'S ELEMENT!

[Leans over and picks up his beam katana, twirling it in hand before putting it back with the other four]

...Whoever you are? I'm sorry. That wasn't meant for you.

Max. And whatever. You kicked me in the face, I decked you, we're even.

Travis. Whatever floats your boat. If we're even, we're even.

Good.

[nods, before starting to back away]

See you around then?

[doesn't seem to be going anywhere himself.]

Sure, why not. Next time, I'll avoid kicking you in the face.

[smirk]

I'd appreciate that. Next time I won't just punch you in the face.

[she tends to kick below the belt. Just ask Alec.]

[Oh, for a moment nothing. Then a big ol, terribly dark smirk]

I'll keep that in mind the next time I got a fuckton of steam to work off.

[ ... the predator in her kinda likes that]

Well, bring it on, then.

I will. Not now though. I want to kill something. I want to watch something die.

I don't want that thing to be you.

[nods, cuz she knows that feeling all too well]

Good luck with finding it, then.

Thanks. Here's to finding it quickly then.

[nods, and she's gonna head out, back towards her room to give him some space]