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3/5/2016 5:40:41 PM
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"That it is. That it is."
[b]It begins walking down the hall again, this time a little slower.[/b]
"And, by the way, some of the crew aren't as... Nice as I am. Don't be surprised if a few of them are jerks."
English
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[i]"I will be fine... I have learned to suppress fear and anxiety."[/i] [b]Zion puts his hands together in a praying manner before letting go.[/b]
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"What was that about?"
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[i]"Meditative state. Once reached... I feel no guilt, remorse, sorrow, anxiety, or anger."[/i]
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"That's bad. Really bad. You need stuff like remorse and feelings in general, really."
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[i]"Perhaps for others... But it keeps me together. Wholesome so to speak."[/i]
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"Okay then. That's a little weird, but I'm not one to judge."
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[i]"I do not use it all the time. Just when I feel anxious or stressed. Keeps my heart rate at a normal constant. I am still human after all."[/i] [b]Though, he didn't seem human. There was something about him that was otherworldly.[/b]
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"Ah. Okay. That makes much more sense."
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[i]"What about you? What keeps you... You?"[/i]
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"Playing around with my powers. Really takes the stress away. Helps a lot when I just gotta get away from it all."
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[i]"Powers? Magician?"[/i]
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"Nah. I'm not a magician. I just have powers. Blood powers. Hence why I'm called Bloodbender."
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[i]"Right..."[/i]] [b]He grimaces. Blood made him squeamish.[/b] [i]"That must be some story."[/i]
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"It's a long one. Not very interesting."
