[b]he slowly walks foreward and crouches down, at this point tears are streaming down his face, yet his voice holds no sadness [/b]
"...Hey..."
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"Why are you crying?"
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[b]he falls back as it speaks and aims a handgun at them.. He can't bring himself to shoot a mother and it's Pup. He sighs, sits down, and pulls out a babies skull from his pocket[/b]
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"Why do you keep a skull in your pocket?"
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".. It was my sons... He was eaten in front of my eyes and I couldn't save him... My girlfriend suffocated herself afterward..."
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"Oh..." [b]The pup doesn't seem to understand and keeps trying to play around with Cyra. She just doesn't react[/b]
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"I'm so sorry... Now I'm the last wisp to ever live..." [b] his bloody tears begin to soak through his shirt [/b]
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"Oh..." [b]Her son seems to sense the sadness in him, so he walks over to him and looks up to shepherd.[/b]
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[b]he tries to pet it, looking at cyra for permission, cuz ya know dogs maul people who touch their pups unauthorized [/b] "What's your name?"
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"He's luke." [b]She nods in approval[/b]
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[b]he pets him[/b] "That was my name.. The one I'm no longer worthy of using" [b]he non- intentionally cuts the pup with a claw[/b]
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[b]He yelps and runs to his mothers side. She licks his wound[/b]
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"Oh god i-I'm sorry.. What have i done..." [b]his whole body twitches at random and his head tilts to the left[/b]
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"It's fine..."
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"N-no, it definetly isn't...."
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"It will heal, it's fine."
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"... He hates me now... Great, one more person wants my entrails served on a silver platter.." [b]he twitches [/b]
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"He doesn't like violence. Then again, he's barely a week old."
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"I'm so sorry, little Dude.." [b]he holds out the other, non clawed hand[/b]
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[b]He licks his hand[/b]
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[b]he smiles [/b]