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"Thank you. I don't really know what the hell I'm supposed to be doing, or how to do it."
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"It is simple, in some ways," she told him, "You are a soldier. A warrior. With great power. That is, if you can hone it."
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"And I'm guessing it's not an easy thing to do or else they wouldn't be bringing us back from the dead?@
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"You have to be able to wield the power. Aka, the Light. You are able to," she added.
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"Ok then. Well, even if I am insane, Im already liking where this is going."
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"Believe me, I felt the same way," she said.
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"How many more of us are there? Do we have an army or is it like ten against the world?"
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"I have no idea. I could sift through Vanguard files and count them all but that would take forever," she replied.
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"Well, that tells me there's a lot of us, so that's at least a comforting thought"
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"Yeah, there are a lot of us, back home," she said.
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"Well, hopefully we'll meet to get many of them. Might help me learn what to do."
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"You can learn from me, as well," she offered. He noticed she still had not removed her helmet.
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"Too be honest I'll be learning from everyone that I can."
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"I could teach you how to fence, and a few light abilities," she decided.
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"That would help a lot, yeah. Thank you."
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"No need to thank me, I'm happy to help." "See, she isn't always edgy," Lunar teased. She sighed, "Why do you always make fun of me?"
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"Well you spend too much time with anyone and what left is there to do?" [b][i]He says laughing a bit [/i][/b]
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"Okay. Then I shall continue. Jakob, you've noticed she hasn't taken off her helmet, right?" Lunar asked. "Lunar...." Sarah snapped. "Well, she hasn't taken it off yet because she has a pretty face that you might fall for...." "Lunar!" She scolded.
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[b][i]He laughs a bit.[/i][/b] "I see you two have a very good relationship. Hey, her choice how much she wants to show."
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"I hate wearing my helmet. Gives me a bad case of helmet hair," she said. "My point exactly," Lunar said. "Lunar... you embarrassing me is the reason I still have it on," she muttered.
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"That's something I'll have to keep in mind, considering I don't think I'm trimming this any time " [b][i]He said, gesturing to his own hair, a bit longer than most mens[/i][/b]
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She sighed, "I know the struggle." She took off her helmet. She had long, brown hair that was in an absolute mess. She appeared to be Caucasian, with hazel eyes.
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"If you can find any of it, spray some of that anti-static stuff in the helmet. Worked when I used to bike." [b][i]He says, in all truth his hair not being much better after nine days of walking with it on.[/i][/b]
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"I didn't know that stuff exsisted," she told him, "Where do I find it?"
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"Well the thing is I've been dead for a good bit so it's all got a haze around it. Also a lot of shit has apparently changed." [b][i]He says, laughing a bit.[/i][/b]