Frankie/Fox/Vinnie - 10:30ish
With the fireballs still raring to go in his palms, Vinnie was still livid as he watched Fox turn and walk away. Served him fucking right. Vinnie was tired of the bullshit too, but he wasn't about to stop protecting his sister even if nothing was really going on.
Picking up his helmet from the ground and yanking his ax from Frankie's hand, Vinnie began to stalk off in the opposite direction. "Fucking ridiculous," he muttered to himself.