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9/16/2015 12:08:48 PM
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The red headed lad laughs. "There is no cure. You think thousands would want to live with the stress of being a psion if there was a cure available?"
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[b]He begins walking out, and stops in the doorway, turning his head.[/b] "Im going to find one, and Im going to get rid of this. Even if its the last thing I do. Born a human, die a human. Thats the way Im keeping it." [b]he leaves, and for the rest of the day, he doesnt eat much, and tries to avoid Kap-8. [/b]
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The doctor turns to Zhackie, as if looking for an expected reaction. "I wish I had that type of optimism" He says as he lights a cigarette. "Born human, die human. Rude bastard, implying psions ain't human" Zhackie says as he grabs his coat. "His choices now are either accept what he's become or die in denial" "You know, I expected a bit more of sympathy out of you. I always thought you psions had the brother-band thing going on" Zhackie scoffs. "Some do, I'm not one" He uploads his fee(-25C) and leaves for the door. "Seeya round doc"
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[b]as he leaves, he sees Andrew climb up onto a fire escape, and someone on a rooftop reaches down to help him up. He grabs the hand and they hoist him up.[/b]
