[i]I pass you, looking troubled and exhausted. I stop at the familiar voice. [/i]
Son of a Bitch...
I'll be damned, it's been a long time!
English
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*he looks at you* damn it....I'm horrible with the names of people I haven't seen in a while....plus getting your head shot in and beating in it doesn't help...
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You knew me by Missouri. And what was that about getting shot and beaten!
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Being undead means you get everything thrown at you....so does being a revolutionary in hell....which is what I am so yeah that happens...