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originally posted in:The New Dojo
8/15/2017 1:43:33 AM
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Christina smiled back at Locke, almost sadly. The dagger was a family treasure, an heirloom, and had saved Christina's life as a child. She was sad to see it go, but was glad that it was in the hands of somebody like Locke.
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"What's wrong? Your eyes seem sad."
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"Oh, no reason. Just please treat the dagger well."
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"Of course." His smile was warm and welcoming. "You are very kind for this."
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"I guess," Christina would reply as she looked away, staring out into the rainy streets. "Just keep it safe."
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"I Will." He looked up to the ceiling, and then down at the floor. The silence soon became quite awkward. "It's been quite nice to meet you Christina, and I am glad we have become friends." He stands up. "But I am afraid I must go, I have demons to hunt." He leaves. [spoiler]End. Gotta do a plot now. :P[/spoiler]
