[ It’s not like he wanted to touch it anyways, Bazz thinks, vexed. This stupid statue pisses him off. He gives it one last look and then tosses it to Jugram with a gentle, underhand throw. He doesn’t want to touch it any more. ]
Here’s your stupid statue. [ The words come out sharper than intended. With an irritated sigh, Bazz shakes his hands out. They’re kind of tingly, as if the blood flow to them had been cut off. He regrets picking it up, suddenly and fiercely. Something about the whole thing is uncomfortable.
And now, as if to make things worse, there’s the beginning of a headache blooming behind his eyes. Bazz pinches the bridge of his nose, frustrated. ]
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Here’s your stupid statue. [ The words come out sharper than intended. With an irritated sigh, Bazz shakes his hands out. They’re kind of tingly, as if the blood flow to them had been cut off. He regrets picking it up, suddenly and fiercely. Something about the whole thing is uncomfortable.
And now, as if to make things worse, there’s the beginning of a headache blooming behind his eyes. Bazz pinches the bridge of his nose, frustrated. ]