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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/7/2016 1:52:55 AM
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[b]I slowly wrap my arms around her, slow and steady. Didn't want to scare her away. It would be nice to have a daughter again. Well, an adopted daughter but one nonetheless. I was excited. Happy. I'd actually have someone to care for again. It would be a nice change of pace. I couldn't just throw myself at the Legion anymore. Then what would happen if I died? Would she be sad? Crushed? Would she even care? No. don't think about that. Think about how happy you are. Think about all the good times you're gonna have. I smile, even though she can't say it.[/b]
"It's good to see you again, I guess. Good to have you back."
[b]Might as well play along with her insane ramblings too.[/b]
English
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"Brahmins are cows, Elvis."
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*Elvis "Two headed mutated bald cows with horns sticking off their heads in random directions.*
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"Do you know what a Brahmiluff is?"
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*Elvis "It's like a fur covered, Brahmin bull. But this is Brahmin."
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"That's where you're wrong. Imagine a llama. Then imagine it's super fat and has two heads."
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*Elvis "That's disgusting."
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"It's a delicacy in the Mojave."
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*Elvis "Well I eat one headed, non-mutated animals." *She says as she crosses her arms.*
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"Fine. I've got some gazelle in the fridge, if you want that."
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*Elvis "YUUUUSSSSSS!"
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[b]I get to work. I retrieve the meat, and start cooking.[/b]
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*She watches you as you cook, clearly interested.*
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*She sits patiently, watching you.*
