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1/15/2016 3:09:52 AM
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[b]it remains silent, wrapping a clawed hand arounda glock laying on the table. He shoots two shots, both hitting their mark on a gang boss. The gang doesn't bother to fire back and simply run[/b]
"Hoi"
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Rather intimidating. I was waiting to see if they'd make a move on me, but I suppose I should thank you for saving me from having to get up. [b]He takes a sip of his drink, sets down his book, and looks up at you[/b]
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[b]its a wisp, a race native to corra, they generally hunted by bandits.[/b] "Helloooo"
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[b]He whistles[/b] Well. I didn't think I'd see a wisp in my lifetime.
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"The last one, no less" [b]he throws the glock into his backpack[/b]
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Well, pleasure to meet you, mister...?
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Edited by Cosmic: 1/15/2016 3:23:44 AM"Lucas. Callsign Shepard. Leader of the flock... The camp next to where the Avalon crashed"
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Pleasure to meet ya Lucas.
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"You are?"
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I'm Nobody. I don't give out my first name, no offense. If it's any consolation, no one that's alive knows it.
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"I can respect that. No one alive remembered mine either until five seconds ago."
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[b]He laughs[/b] How heart warming.
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"If your looking for heart warming, does the fact that rats ate my adopted son and my two closest friends, one of which is was my girlfriend, warm your little heart? If it doesn't I can direct you to the nearest Indiana joined and the temple of doom re-enactment so they can remove your heart and microwave it...." [b]he laughs a bit, awkwardly[/b]
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[b]He suddenly looks somber[/b] Dude, I'm sorry. I had no idea. God damn it, I'm so stupid.
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"Nah, I'm stupid for not saving my son and not preventing the following suicides"
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That doesn't make you stupid. Was there anything you know for a fact you could have done about them?
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"Duh, kill some rats and figure out how to stop someone.. Strangling themselves...." [b]he pauses, and seems to have some kind of PTSD flashback before he becomes aware of his surroundings again[/b]
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You don't know that you could have stopped that. This isn't your fault.
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"It was... It definetly was."
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And why are you so sure of that?
