"chi..."

'... Loz.'

'yeah. i know. just a sec.'

BAM

'that better?'

"heh."

'i thought so.'

whenever the three silver haired men fought, their minds were totally in sync. Yazoo knew when Loz was going to punch. he knew how fast and how strong. Loz knew just how many bullets Yazoo would shoot. he knew each second and which way they would go. Kadaj knew every single time each of them would blink.

they knew everything and anything about each other. they could hear their thoughts echoing inside their heads whenever they fought.

they could hear the thoughts, and they knew every single thing the others were going to do before it even happened.

but sometimes knowing what each other think is a little troublesome...

'oh fuck. YAZOO!'

'i'm coming! hold out your arm!'

'there! HURRY UP! HE'S GETTING AWAY!'

'SHUT THE FUCK UP. BOTH OF YOU.'

"AAAARRGGGHHHHH!"

"... thanks, Kadaj..."

"... Yazoo, get off my arm. you're heavy."

WHACK

"OW! YOU BROKE MY NOSE!"

"i doubt that. i wasn't wearing my steel-capped boots today."

"you shouldn't be so sensitive about your weight, Yazoo. you are wearing heels, though. i'm surprised you didn't puncture Loz's shoulder."

"what did you say, shorty!"

"..."

"Kadaj... don't pout at me like that... you know i can't stand it..."

'HAH! yazoo and his maternal instincts! he's more like a girl than i thought! ... oh god... my nose...'

WHACK

"OOOOOWWWW! YOU DID BREAK MY NOSE THAT TIME!"

"... lets go home before yazoo decides to kill Loz with his bitch boots..."

"THAT'S IT!"

"... chuuuu"

"... Kadaaaaaj! stooop it! you're just too adorableee! EEEEEeee!"

'... i think i'd prefer the bitch boots to the chibi pout of doom...'

"DID YOU JUST CALL ME CHIBI!"