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4/9/2015 11:06:50 PM
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*Sits down, sober."
"Stupid elf heritage, can't stay drunk for long... And just when I need to be drunk the most..."
*Breaks down crying*
[spoiler]Son died/is possessed, (in RP)[/spoiler]
English
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*comforts you *
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*Snuggles* "Thanks babe"
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Were getting through this... together.
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What's the matter?
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"Loosing children, it happens too much to an elf."
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I'm sorry to hear. If you need anything, give me a shout.
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Thank you.
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*puts hand on your shoulder* Here.. *passes you cigarette*
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*Refuses cigarette* "Don't smoke, elf, remember?"
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Yeah well. Neither do I. I kill, not smoke. But hey. *pats your back* It'll be ok
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*sits with you* hey is something wrong
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*Looks at you, distraught.* "This is the 8th child I have lost, to date. I am not ok."
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I'm so sorry
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"You would think the pain would dull over the years, but elves have long memories...."
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It never does but alas it is sadly the way of life
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Here.. Have some of this. *Passes bottle labeled '[i]the strong stuff[/i]'* Most people go unconscious after -hic- one shot.
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*Looks for a moment, then takes the entire bottle* "Gonna be a long night...."
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*sighs * yes it will.
