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[1st_cutter]

"Don't want to hurt you, but..."

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[chocolatechipbadass]

Your makeup is already hurting me. Sharp like killa wut wuuuuut!

[1st_cutter]

She had to assume the phrasing was some sort of new Ugly slang -since the girl definitely wasn't a bubble-headed Pretty- and though she didn't quite know what it meant, she liked the implications.

"Sharp enough to cut with." She replied, hoping it was the correct response.

[chocolatechipbadass]

This is what happens when the world lets a child learn how to talk from psychos, bandits, and foul mouthed radio shock jocks for her only company.

Either way it's still a compliment from the slightly dusty thirteen year old grinning up at her.

"Girl you could slay with that makeup. I'm jelly. Moxxi won't teach me how to put it on like 'yeah I know I don't gotta perpetuate feminine stereotypes but maybe I want a kickass smoky eye!' you feel me? I think you do."

Getting her to stop talking is looking like it might be an endeavor.

[1st_cutter]

Truthfully, Shay didn't mind the babbling, she was used to having a few different voices in her head, often at the same time, so sorting through this was nothing.

She was also reasonably assured that the girl was not one of the Smoke's agents or contacts in Uglyville, not that she wasn't tricky, but she didn't smell like one of them.

"But people are supposed to be pretty, it's not about perpetuating stereotypes at all."