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[paradoxlol]

Minimal death and destruction, no known curses carried back to the Barge, and I didn't get baked into any witches' pies or swallowed by wolves. [Or whatever it is that happens to sassy woodlands critters n fairy tales.] All in all, I'd say that was a good port. [Pause, then he makes a noncommittal "hm."] Despite being turned into a very articulate chipmunk.

[Private to Perry]
The silent treatment's gone on long enough. We're having a talk.

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[Arthur attempts that second flip, his empty hand going for Perry's face once their positions are reversed. He'd try to choke him out at this point, but Perry's grip on him is too strong for Arthur to get the leverage necessary to put enough pressure on his neck. So, instead, he goes for a quick eye gouge to distract and disorient Perry while that other hand slams the gun down on the former football player's skull once again, this time aiming for the temple. He needs to knock Perry out before the big man squeezes the goddamn life out of him.]

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[Perry levers himself up, using the strength in his back to get him a little room to move his head. He sees the eye gouge coming and instantly shuts his eyes. He slams forward with as hard a headbutt as he can manage from down on the ground, knowing that even if Arthur gets the gouge in, he can crush the warden's hand against his body. His head connects with something and maybe it'll be enough to unbalance Arthur, maybe he can--

And the gun cracks down with perfect precision right on his temple. Perry goes completely limp for a moment. He struggles not to go under, not to lose this fight, not to be weak. What a fucking cheap shot. Then (possibly with another blow? He's too disoriented and close to passing out to register it properly) the big inmate slips into unconciousness, arms gripping tight until the end.]

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[paradoxlol]

[Arthur's not taking any chances, especially after Perry's head hits his hand, and once the inmate goes limp, he hits him again for good measure. He holds onto the gun tightly, keeping it raised even after the third hit, like he doesn't quite trust Perry to really be unconscious. Once those arms finally slacken, Arthur pushes himself off of Perry, hissing in pain. He's going to look like a mess the next time he takes his shirt off. He hangs by Perry's side for a moment, then checks his inmate's pulse to make sure he didn't accidentally kill the guy.

Good, still going strong.

With that, Arthur pushes himself off the ground and staggers over to the abandoned clip. Loading it back into his gun, he holsters the weapon and pulls out his communicator. Whether Perry's getting treated here or in the infirmary, Arthur's going to need a second hand.]