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12/30/2015 7:03:44 AM
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[b]The figure's face twists with a spite.[/b]
[i]"Well, could you not fail?"[/i]
[spoiler]Lucien is Malform. So, Malform is Damien's brother.[/spoiler]
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"Being shot down wasn't my choice, bud. Also, I was headed here anyways. Wasn't a failure."
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[i]"Mhmm. Well keep down the bullshit. We don't need this keeping some of us up..."[/i] [b]Malform gives a big grin and his tone changes.[/b] [i]"Wait... You are an Atea... Hot hell..."[/i]
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"And how does being an Atea make me special?"
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[b]Malform shrugs and slowly dissipates into a cloud of foul smelling darkness.[/b] [i]"I'm friends with another one..."[/i]
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"Let me guess, Anumi?"
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[i]"Well... Well... The cowboy knows her... We do care for the poor girl so much... Don't we Lucien..."[/i] [b]Malform nods at his own thought.[/b] [i]"I hope your not some evil creep who hangs out with women..."[/i] [b]Malform gurgles at his own hypocritical statement.[/b]
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"Now, I may have crush on her, not afraid to admit that, but I'm not going to bug her. And Malform, you have changed, haven't you?"
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[b]Malform grows violent at the mention of change. He becomes a writhing black mass of noise and shuddering.[/b] [i]"I don't change... Never change... God damn..."[/i] [b]He grows quiet as he melts away into a tall sturdily built man. His eyes are a pale green and his hair is tossed back into an array of spikes and wavy fringes. He blinks quietly. He pulls a syringe from his pocket and quickly jams it into his neck, injecting himself with a clear liquid.[/b] [i]"I've always been the same... I just never show myself all the time..."[/i]
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"I'm talking about the way you speak. God damn man. Pull yourself together."
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[b]Lucien has calmed down, his quiet time returning to him.[/b] [i]"I don't understand what you mean..."[/i]
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"You seem... Calmer. No longer as pissed off as you were."
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[b]Lucien tilts his head.[/b] [i]"I'm an open book... Me and lord cuss mouth are one in the same... We kinda take turns nowadays. Since I've been using suppressors, that is..."[/i]
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"Ah. That explains it. Just make sure he doesn't start killing our people. Or that you don't start killing are people. Whichever you prefer."
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[b]Lucien raises an eyebrow.[/b] [i]"I don't kill. I can't aim for shit. What He does is up to Him."[/i]
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"I can't guarantee safety. I won't attack him, of course, but Raidriar... He won't hesitate."
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[b]Lucien shrugs.[/b] [i][u]"World isn't losing much if I die... Gods know I have tried enough... I just can't seem to die..."[/u][/i] [b]Lucien pulls a hand gun from his belt and quickly fire a round into his head before collapsing to the ground.[/b]
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[b]He quickly leans down to check on him, but clearly doesn't care all that much.[/b]
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[b]A moment later he gets up with his wound disappearing into a forming black shape that seals off his head and spews the bullet out.[/b] [i]"Chemicals don't work either... But hey...? Maybe one day I'll have final find the right trick..."[/i]
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"Raidriar's sword has a parasite on it. Maybe that can do the trick. But he wouldn't willingly let someone kill them-self."
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[i]"I'll piss him off or something... Say something rude... That may work... However... I still possess the Grief Drinker... A parasite vs. a parasite... It may no even work..."[/i] [b]Lucien trails off in thought.[/b]
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"It'd be interesting at the very least... Or he could take your soul with his dagger."
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[i]"Can't take what's not there..."[/i] [b]Lucien chuckles.[/b] [i]"Wait... So Anumi, eh?"[/i] [b]Lucien gives a charmed smile.[/b] [i]"That's not a first... I think... I can't remember... But hey..."[/i]
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"Yeah. Ever since I first met her on Earth, I dunno... Something just... Clicked into place."
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[i]"Well... I will protect her... She's in a delicate spot... Like a flower..."[/i] [b]Lucien chuckles. His face soon turns cold and serious.[/b] [i]"And if you even hurt her once... You suffer..."[/i]
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"If you think for a second I'd do anything to hurt her, you're wrong."
