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4/23/2015 11:15:42 PM
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Hmmm...
Well at least it wasn't Dante who came to get me back.
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Who? Oh, I get it. You know, I scanned that ravine and found a life sign, I just couldn't pinpoint that the DNA was yours. How did you get out of there, anyway?
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[b]I smirk, clutching my left pocket.[/b] A certain someone found me. Then I found the marauders. [b]I turn to you.[/b] And I found my way home.
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[b]I look at your left pocket suspiciously, and I become visibly on edge.[/b] Uh... Okay. Who is this certain someone?
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[b]I release my pocket, patting it twice.[/b] An assassin of old.
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[b]My expression eases, but I'm still on edge.[/b] I'm not sure I follow? And what are you holding in your pocket?
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Don't you worry about that.
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Too late for that, but I trust you. But don't go crazy on me. This is what I was like when I was first slipping into insanity after my first death. Just, be careful. Please. If you go nuts, I'll have to be the first one to stop you.
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Why would I lose it?
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You're just acting... Strange. I can sense it. Z-Soul can feel it.
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And what might that be?
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Insanity of death... [b] I think to myself " What did he go through down there?"[/b]
