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1/20/2016 9:33:05 PM
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"Demons tend to be funky." [b]He said, sighing.[/b] "Never seen you around here before. Are you new?"
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Sorry, wasn't trying to be rude. I suppose so, been here a couple weeks. It's been a, ah, rather wild ride. Don't suppose there's anything I could do to help with your affliction?
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"Don't worry about it. Used to it." [b]He chuckled.[/b] "And, uh- sadly, no."
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Well, you're training aren't you?
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"More of improving, really. The nerds find my curse interesting and run tests every so often." [b]He placed two fingers to left temple and with his other hand, he waved it around, unsheathing the katana, and then thrust his forearm outward, the blade lodging itself in the head of a dummy.[/b]
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[b]He whistles[/b] Fancy trick. Well, that's still training, isn't it? You want a partner? I could use the workout. [b]He looks at the scientists, who look worried[/b]
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"Maybe some other time." [b]He says, then looks back almost where you stood.[/b] "Good meeting you."
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Ditto. Well, I'll be around if you need me. Peace. [b]He puts his nose back in his book and starts walking away[/b]
