Kris: yeah sure.
whiever you hate will meet their fate :)

Issac: *throws a ball of electricity up in the air and at kris, stunning her* : |

Kris: HEY! WHY CAN'T I- ...oh you little bastard

Issac: *takes her knife and walks back into the apartment*

Kris: ...I ALWAYS HAVE MY PAINTBRUSH FOOL! hey where'd my paintbrush-

Parker: *wheeze* dumbass