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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/23/2016 1:17:10 AM
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[i] Desmond thrust a hand out, stopping the door short with an annoyed look on his face.[/i]
"Whoever killed him is after you too. The Elune interest him, and you are the only one left here."
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[i] With a disgusted noise escaping his lips, Ian's hand sparked and lit up blue with seal energy. A lump of iron ore rose to the surface of the earth, breaking through the dirt and rippling with energy. With another motion, the ore collapsed and shifted, reshaping itself into a sleek metal box, around Damien's remaining organs. Now..he had a box of organs belonging to the closest thing he'd ever had to a big brother.
They probably needed to be put on ice.[/i]
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[i]"Well... I'll handle it."[/i] [b]She wasn't in the mood to talk, and it showed. She gave Desmond a look as if to ask: 'is that all?'. Her orange eyes didn't even look towards him, drifting off to something unseen behind him.[/b] // [b]Well, for what is was worth, Damien still gave off the faint aura of strange and weird. Even in death, he was... Bizarre. Now came the hard part... Finding a solution. Lucien had built a matter generator on the LD, but he was god knows where in fringe space. Silence had gone into hiding... What was left?[/b]
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"Yeah. I'm sure you will." [i] Desmond says bitterly, before pulling the door and slamming it in her face, turning around and walking away. He was done trying to care for others. It only ended in disappointment and heartbreak. The old bastard had been right all along.[/i] ~~~ [i] Ian sighed and floated the box in front of him, walking back towards the Dojo. He had no idea how he was going to handle this..[/i]
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[spoiler]End?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Guess so.[/spoiler]
