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[i]I could hear him whisper. I didn't know why, but I felt the need to respond. I should have known better.[/i]
Markov's blue eyes watch the man sit. They wash over Jaque and the girl like the rain outside. "Too bad that you two got it anyway, kid. In spades. What happened to her?"
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"A lot is what I can tell you and I think she is my sister." Jaque says this like he is certain but uncertain. The way he speaks is like his mind was ripped apart and piece back together like a puzzle board.
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"You'd better protect her then, kid," Markov tells Jaque. [i]I had a bad feeling about this. Can you blame me?[/i]
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The train halts to a squealing stop as sparks come from the steal wheals. "This is my stop I should probably get going." Jaque stands up and leaves the train but the dark feeling you feel leave the train. The darkness that pressed up against your skin did not seem evil but just dark as the shadows that assassins lurk in.
