[He doesn't have a shirt on, but the pants he wears to sleep will have to do. Anger rises in him at being made fun of (EXCUSE YOU, PUNK), and he shoves the covers off of himself to scramble after Baroona. Ah, and he's already moving out of the way.]
What the hell? Give them back!
[What's even gotten into Baroona, does he think he's Ares or something? Nevermind that a situation like this with Ares would be even worse, he settles on his irritation and runs after him, grabbing the nearest helmet from some poor schmuck on the way out that he promptly chucks at Baroona.]
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What the hell? Give them back!
[What's even gotten into Baroona, does he think he's Ares or something? Nevermind that a situation like this with Ares would be even worse, he settles on his irritation and runs after him, grabbing the nearest helmet from some poor schmuck on the way out that he promptly chucks at Baroona.]
Baroona!