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5/5/2015 2:56:33 AM
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*the gas masked man in a wheelchair wheels himself around idly, seemingly looking for something*
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You know, sir........ We have much technology, I bet we could make your wheelchair hover, that way you wouldn't have to expend so much energy. Also, what is your name? Dear me I talk too much
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How are you sir?
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"Fine, fine. Just getting to know the place, I guess. Who might you be, good sir?"
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Was a drifter. Found this place, and I thought, eh, why the hell not? Settled here, like it. Lost some Got some. What brought you here?
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"Despite my... Restrictions... I still have a bad habit of traveling. And I guess all that adventure brought me here... Some old habits die hard, right?"
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Yeah, guess so. So tell me about yourself. Who are you?
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"A humble cripple, good sir. What, did you expect some strange and mysterious story about my past?"
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Yeah, that was what I was going for. Get to know they real you.
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"The real me was an idiot who had the wrong ideas for the wrong people."
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What do you mean?
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"Sometimes you do something for the people you love, but when the devil comes for his due... You begin to question yourself. 'Was that really worth it?' I asked myself. And to this day--" *gestures to wheelchair and exo-like gauntlets* "--I'm still wondering."
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Don't question what you did. Just learn from it and move on.
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"I learn from it every day, every time I remember and realize my damn spine is broken all to hell." *the masked man's voice has turned much more serious and pained* "So don't talk to me about getting past things. Not when I'm like this... Not when I'm like this." *you notice the dust around his coat has gotten into the air somehow, small motes gently falling around him*
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I'm sorry sir. I meant no anguish.
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*is silent for a moment, just stating at you through the tinted black lenses of the mask* "It's fine. I just... God, it's painful. All of it..."
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*hovers over to you using my wings* Hello chap..can I help you
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*looks at you* "Just wandering around. Looking for a place to sleep, wheeling yourself around is actually pretty tiring."
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*picks up your wheelchair with you in it with shadow-flame tendrils* Well I can help with that *brings you to an unoccupied quarters* There you go
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... "Is there a handicap button on the door? I just want to know so I can come and go as freely as I want."
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Yes there is on all of the rooms *warps away*
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*guard walked up* evening sir
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*looks at guard* "Ah, good evening to you as well. What might you be doing as of now?"
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Just patrolling, fûcking Zane put me on guard duty. And runs off with Emily, lucky bastard
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... "Who might Zane be? My apologies, I'm still new around here. Haven't met everyone yet..."
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*sighs* he's the Lieutenant of security around here
