originally posted in:The New Dojo
Garin sat down next to her and sipped his coffee.
"Good morning."
English
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She almost dropped her coffee, her face filled with fear. "Sir....please go."
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"May I ask why?" He continued to sip his coffee.
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"You and your people....I-I don't want anything to do with you...." She closed her journal and made to get up
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"Who is 'my people', exactly? It's not like I have an army." He was clearly being sarcastic as he nonchalantly finished his coffee.
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"P-Please go......your friends already tortured me.....what else do you want from me!?!?"