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4/27/2015 3:19:38 AM
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I just can't trust people,I have a few ones out to kill me.* rests left hand on side*
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Well, I can somewhat, and somewhat not relate to that. Coffee?
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Sure*takes off mask and reveals a man in his mid 20's, various scars line his face and his eyes are gold with a blood red tint, his hair is obstructed by the hood on his armor*
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*hands over a black mug filled with black coffee as I sip my own* How is everything?
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Not all that good*sips coffee* had my arm torn off and was running for my life.
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How did that come to be? *sips coffee*
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Long story, I was just minding. My business on a rooftop and I guy comes up to me and kicks me into a wall, punches me in the face, and tears my arm off, at least I liked the pain*takes a sip of coffee*
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I see. *stares off into distance, lost in thought*
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Yeah, I carry this skull around now because I am paranoid of curses*laughs*
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Some curses can't be blocked by the best charm though...
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Edited by Rimidalv Nisom: 4/27/2015 10:46:27 PMI just keep it to calm me down as well if something bad were to happen.
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*drinks coffee* Well I best be off now. Nice talking with you.
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Thanks*waves*
