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11/10/2015 7:39:53 PM
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[b]He touches his face a few times.[/b]
"Think I'm fine. What brings you to the medbay?"
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I don't think the last person I shaved is going to be seen alive *wipes the blood off the razor*
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"Sounds like an insurance hazard. Won't they take your barber's license, or whatever you have?"
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I never had one *theres a coughing sound outside the room*
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[b]He ignores the coughing.[/b] "I know, just joking around man. I'm aware you're this... psychopathic demon kind of thing."
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*steps out side and blood spills in front of the door shortly after*
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"So... Who was that? Some dread lackie?"
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Not exactly he seemed....wrong. he reminded me of the people I hate
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"Ah. What kind of people would that be?" [b]He talks as he wraps a bandage around his shoulder.[/b]
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The people that I love most...so I slit his throat I didn't think it would take this long for him to bleed out
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"You hate the people you love most... Is it a rivalry kind of thing, or what?"
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No I just want to kill them as swiftly as I can...so I can be alone once again
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"Doesn't make much sense to me, but live your own life, kiddo." [b]He finishes up and stands, moving his arm a bit and flourishing his sword.[/b]
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Kid? That's an odd thing for you to say....I have doubts about my innocence or purity
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"We all got a little in there somewhere." [b]He sheaths the blade and walks to the nearest forge.[/b]
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I guess so *quietly follows opening and closing the razor*
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[b]He gets a whetstone and sharpens the blade.[/b] "So, what's been going on here recently?"
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Other than finding some trash in space and getting attacked not much
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"Kinda boring. Need to find something to do so they can pay us eh?"
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I can resurrect the corpses into a single creature but it won't be very simple to kill
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"There's probably something out there to fix without you creating beasts."
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Like what?
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"I dunno. Probably some rich bastard sitting on a pile of gold who wants someone's head on a stake."
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Maybe
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"Eh. I'm going to hit the sack. Thanks again for the blade handiwork."
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Yeah. See ya *walks to the far corner of the room and sits down staring at the silver blade of the razor*
