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*eyes turn red under helmet and lights on helmet turn white*(to self) there, no more worries.
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*spreads the ashes onto my revolver and it sparks several times*
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*watches*
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*walks away and sits under a tree facing you with my revolver on my lap*
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*helmet lights blink red for a second*
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*falls asleep under the tree but you can still feel my gaze follow you*
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*walks away*