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Edited by JavaBeanJohnny:
3/29/2015 3:51:31 PM
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The body is in Empire armor also. There is large hole in the persons shoulder, the tissue is burnt crisp. Upon my removing their helmet it is revealed to be a girl. A young one probably my age. (Think Mikasa Ackerman but smaller and less severe) I let my head rest against hers as I softly cry "Pamcake...ohh my pamcake...," sobs continue on.
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What the... *looks over you and observes body* Do you know what happened to her?
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"...it was...the air-strikes...," continues sobbing
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*looks at you solemnly* Would you like to give her a proper burial? It's the least I can offer...
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"...you'd do that? Please. Its... the least I should do -sniff- for her,"
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Of course... A fallen warrior is a fallen warrior and deserves a proper send off. Would you like the grave to be here, or would you like me to bury her at the dojo? Or, anywhere else?
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...here, probably. I c-can't think of any place else, b-besides the Empire burial grounds. -chokes on sobs- But we weren't even really official imperials. Wed just gotten out of training. I, I... I should have died with her...I didn't want to leave her...-continues sobbing-
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[spoiler]Im gonna stop fer now and reply when I can. I'm at church ought to socialize n stuff[/spoiler]
