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"Hmm well boy i'll just sit here what do you want"
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"Just here to grab some cash." The voice came from a figure hooded in black, standing behind the massive black wolf.
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"Don't rob people then" -He get's up with his gun-
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The wolf growled "Oh I don't recommend that." The man pushed down his hood, revealing a white haired Night Remant, with red highlights and red eyes.
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"Look I don't hate Night heck i'm friends with a couple so just take this, and leave" -He throws you a small sack of coins-
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"Oh you may not hate the Night, but the night hates you..." The wolf lunged at you, knocking you down, he drew back his head to take a bite out of your neck
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"Hmm didn't want to do this" -He sticks his hand in the wolves mouth and points a gun at you-
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The wolf bites down, crushing your hand.
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-The wolf whines as he is wearing armor on his hand- "Now call him off" -He points the gun to the wolf-
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"Kimasu!" The wolf slinked back to his master, growling
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"Thank you now would you like to have some dinner" -He put's his gun away-
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"We will return when you aren't here, we are only after the woman." They both headed for the door, the wolf giving one last growl before turning away
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"Heh, nice neighbors"
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*you hear whistling outside*
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-You see Theron come outside with the shirt of his hand torn- "So I protected the castle"
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What do you mean? *she had groceries in her bag*
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"I stop you from getting robbed do I get a thank you hug" -He holds out his arms-
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Robbed!?!?!? By who!?
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"I don't know some Night with red highlights he tried anyway, so no hug then or a thank you or anything"
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*she sighs* Of course a night......love chasing me, being the last who knows that forging technique
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"Well i'm gonna have to be accomponying you so I hope you won't mind" -He pulls put the diary from earlier and starts reading-
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WHAT THE HELL, DON'T READ THAT! *she Grabs it from you, but not before you read a more recent entry* "Hi diary, I'm here again. So, I was in the shop today and some guy came in. Well, he wasn't just some guy, he was wanted. He wanted a rifle so I gave him one. Not my finest work but it was a good one. Anyhow, he made us a really good dinner and tea, we looked at the stars and got a cat and It was fun. I guess a date? Yeah, let's call it a date. When he left though, my ears started flaring up. Do I like him? I'm not sure really. I also probably should stop writing In a book like I talk to it"
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"A book I...hmm it's not a date until this" -He kisses her-
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*she became a bit flustered by this*
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"See now that would be considered a date anyway like I said i'll have to be staying with you for a bit"