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9/20/2015 2:05:16 AM
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[b]He laughs a bit[/b]"Walked into that one huh?"
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"Just a tad, yeah."
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"Heh, I did." [b]He shakes his head.[/b]
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[b] she smiles.[/b] "So are we going to pretend like you asked that question? Because it depends if you want to hear the answer."
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[b]He sighs.[/b] "Alright, I was going to say what are you about but I still feel like I wouldn't get an answer. Heh."
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"Depends. You told me your story. Do you want to know mine? It might feel good to tell someone for once."
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"I would like to know yours, yes."
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"Alright. Well first let me start with, my real name isn't Trinity Blade. I changed it to that, and it's what I go by, but it isn't my birth name. That one was Jessica Morgan. And if you ever call me that I'll kill you." [b] She says with a smile, but you know she's serious[/b]
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[b]He looks a bit worried for her last sentence and he does the, lips sealed gesture and continue to listen. [/b]
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"I'm also an artificial Psion." [b] She demonstrates as she raises a rock off the rooftop, a purple aura enveloping her hand.[/b]
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[b]He looks at the Rock, then her hand with her glowing aurora, then her.[/b]"Wow....your the seconded one I've met by far."
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"Mm. So about 2 and a half years ago. I had the perfect life in Neo-Centra. Rich parents, dad was a politician and mom was a lawyer. I didn't have many friends but who needed them when you could have anything you could possibly ask for right?" [b] She says with sarcasm.[/b]
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"Heh I had something like that for about a month, but having friends is a good thing. " [b]He says that last part with a smile.[/b]
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"Yeah, I wish I wasn't such a snot-nosed bïtch, then I might've made some. But anyways, Daddy dearest was your typical politician until he got into Kap-8. Big surprise, political figure gets into something illegal. Shocker."
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Edited by EvoTymes: 9/20/2015 5:41:13 AM[b]His eyes open slightly more with interest. He continues to listen.[/b]
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"So naturally, he keeps taking more and more of the shit. It was simple at first. Just screaming matches with my mom in a drug induced rage, typical. But then... It got physical. He'd hit me, he'd hit my mom, and it seemed like it never ended because he was always on the shit."
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[b]He shakes his head.[/b] "Damn that's horrible."
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"Oh you have no idea. The worst part was I was a spoiled little bïtch. It wasnt like I had any friends to tell." [b] She shakes her head.[/b] "One day my dad, he hit my mom. Shoved her and she fell. Cracked her head open on a table, and she died. And I was alone with that bastard for 6 months. Nothing but drugs, and abuse.."
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"I'm sorry for that."
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"Don't be. It wasnt your fault." [b] She gives a sad smile.[/b] "So one day this idiot wants to try and make his own Kap. He was tired of his basic shit. And guess who was his guinea pig?"
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[b]He runs his hands through his short black hair and sighs for he already knows the answer. [/b] "Damn.."
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[spoiler] sorry, I passed out last night.[/spoiler] "Yeah. He forced me to take the shit. Until one day I overdosed and woke up a Psion. After a few days of trying out my powers, I killed him."
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[b]He continues to listen and he lays on his back[/b]
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[b] She grimaces.[/b] "So hopefully you can see why I seemingly hate all guys for no reason."
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[b]He hesitantly puts a hand on her shoulder to try and comfort her[/b] "I understand."
