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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
11/14/2015 4:24:01 AM
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"Ha. You know it's true."
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Jackson came back a little later. "Here." He handed you a bottle.
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"Thanks."
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"You are One-Third welcome."
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'I'm guessing the other two-thirds are in the drink."
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"Weellll... One-third is in the drink. The other one third is in mine."
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"I'll have to have your drink now, please."
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"Can I at least have a tiny sip of mine?"
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"But then it'll be a tiny bit less than a third."
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Jackson sighed, and slid the bottle over to Serena.
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"I was just kidding. Two-thirds is just enough for me." She slid it back.
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"Yeah. Wouldn't want to drink irresponsibly, now do we?"
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"Course not. We jump off the Tower more than we should already."
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"That's true."
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"Yeah, who knows how many bodies there are at the bottom of the tower?"
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"I'd guess more than five hundred."
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"I was going to say the exact same thing."
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"Huh. I guess we [i]do[/i] have some inter-dimensional link, or something like that."
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"I've always wondered what happens to those bodies. Maybe Xur takes the exotics from our dead bodies and sells it to us."
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"I've thought of something similar to that."
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"Such as?"
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"Xûr comes in and steals the bodies. Then he goes back home, and rips of the gear the bodies have. Exotics? Strange vibrating coins for him."
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"Seems reasonable."
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"Yeah. That's why I don't like getting stuff from him. Who knows? My theory might be true, and someone comes back from the dead and haunts me for taking their stuff."
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"Sounds like something I'd do,"
