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2/19/2016 4:29:30 AM
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"Oh okay. Who was this other "friend?" [b]he looks into what he think might be dreath's eyes[/b]
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[i]She's long gone[/i]
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"What was her name?"
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[i]Ivy[/i]
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"I'm sorry man, poor Amelia in there has had to deal with me almost dying and going on life threatening operations for 20 strait years... We're the last two wisps to ever walk these halls, or have the pleasure of being... Well, alive."
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[i]But let's not dwell on the past we have much more serious matters at hand[/i]
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"Very true. I guess I need to get ready... I need to meet with the peace arrangements down on Crux, shadow will definetly be far more forgiving there." [b]he sheathes sheathed a strange, beaten down, white rapier on his hip, the ruby in its golden hilt dulled by many years[/b] "I'll see what I can do to save myself, I'll see you if I can do anything..." [b]he walks through the hall, back to he hangar [/b]
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[b]He follows[/b]
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"Alright dreath, I'm gonna go speak to him. Goodbye." [b]he jumps into a dropship outbound for Crux, waving to him as the door shuts and the ship departs[/b] [spoiler]end[/spoiler]
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[b]He waves back and sheds a single tear knowing he might have finally made a friend[/b]
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(((End, also DAWWWWWWEEEE)))
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(DAWWWWEEEE?)
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((Das adorable :D))
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(My char?)
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((That last line.))
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(DAWWWWWWEEEE?")
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((Yeah... Don't question me ~(^-^)~))
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(ಠ_ಠ) (Btw I responded to your new post)
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(;;;-;;; <--- totally not a crying predator from AvP)
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(*hisses* I used to be an xenomorph)
