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  1. Public Bookmark 38

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    Jabber rushes forward, following the pull in his gut and using Mankira's eagerness as a pointing arrow, finally coming out of an alley and into the local food market. There are quite a bit of people here, the high prices deterring a good part of the Ground from approaching, but also calling people from all corners to come get their healthy stuff. Jabber giggles, thinking that of course Zanka, princely and expensive-looking as he was, ate vegetables regularly.

    He ambles around, not minding the wide berth most people give him. He's not in his Raider uniform, having replaced it for baggy black pants, a long neon pink shirt with Hero Killer’s logo on it, and an unzipped purple hoodie, but he supposes the constant giggling and the off-putting vibes went even beyond the mark of his occupation. That's what Momoa said, anyway. It's not like it mattered—Zanka liked him this way, matching him maddened thought for crazed action.

    And then nothing matters, because he finds Zanka.

    With someone else.

    Or,
    Jabber Wonger wants a painful brawl, Zanka Nijiku wants Jabber Wonger, and Riyo Reaper wants Zanka to be happy.

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    06 Jul 2026

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    Zanka jumps back, hissing, and Jabber drags himself to his feet, brain rebooting. Fight. Fights he knows. They are going to—

    “Fuckin’ finally,” Zanka whistles, and there is something merry in him, now. Happy. “Hi there, wild girl,” he croons, leaning forward on Lovely.

    Wild girl.

    He croons.

    Motherfucker is flirting—with Mankira?

    When Jabber is right here?

    Or,
    Zanka can't stop flirting with Mankira during their fights, and Jabber can't stop thinking about it afterwards.

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    06 Apr 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 66

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    "Ya gonna have to gimme summ' in return, though."

    Nothing's free, not in the transactional thing between them. "And that's what?"

    Jabber hums, tapping his chin, eyes darting around. He shrugs a few long moments later. "Dunno, man. I'll let ya know when I got summ'."

    One thing leads to another. A stab, a request, a favor. Realizations, discoveries. Slowly, things change.

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    28 Mar 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 62

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    He sighs and closes his eyes, trying to focus on turning around and heading back to the Raiders' base. When he opens them again, he's climbing the wall toward Zanka's room. 

    "Oh well, what does it matter?" He thinks. 

    Zanka has the bad—or good, in this case—habit of sleeping with the window open, even when Jabber has touched him and his skin is freezing. It's not as if he's complaining, since it makes the process of entering much easier. 

    When he finally stands in the room and looks up, Zanka is sitting on the bed, eyes wide open, with Lovely Assistaff pointing directly at his neck. 

    Jabber blinks. 

    Jabber gets high (typical) and goes to visit Zanka (typical), who is awake, waiting for him (not so typical).

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    15 Mar 2026