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Are you going to get off your ass and do something with me, chica, or am I going to just keep sitting here forever?

In the grand scheme of things, you're always stuck some way or another. There's a boundary around everything, if you go far enough.

It's not usually one I can't kick my way through.

Hmm. Equal parts uplifting and silly. A philosophy I can support.

Ain't nothing silly about it, hombre. I mean what I say.

I don't doubt that in the slightest. But people can put their utmost belief into the silliest of things. Sadly, conviction and reality aren't the same thing.

So.

Silly.

[Squint.]

Who the fuck are you, anyway?

The name is Lawbreaker.

You can't tell, but I'm squinting at you too.

[He totally isn't.]

Edited (How fuck did I even do that, no seriously.) 2013-11-11 22:15 (UTC)

Oh yeah? And what sort of laws are we breaking?

What ones have you got?

Lately? The laws of interdimensional physics.

Yes, those. Broken.

How's it working out for you?

It's not the greatest time, to be honest.

I'm all ears.

[He cups an ear that isn't actually there.]

We're running from this thing called Mother, looking for this kid's twin brother, [She did not mean for that to rhyme.] and it seems like we're just running around in circles.

I could surely give you some largely metaphorical advice about running around in circles, but you seem the blunt sort so, I'll skip it. My suggestion, stick to the 'kick it' philosophy, I have a feeling you're good at that.

That and punching things is my strong suit.

Attagirl. There are far worse things to specialise in.

Like breaking arbitrary laws?

Hey, with a name like this what else was I supposed to do? Blame my mother.

Oh believe me, I understand blaming mothers.

Family. What're you gonna do?

In my case? Go to a different dimension.

Some might call that overkill.

You don't know my moms.

I might, I travel a lot.