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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
9/22/2015 3:44:33 AM
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*the blade stopped before hitting you, you where cut by the mere electrified wind*
(VIktor) YOuve arned My trust....Sithis....
*he sheathens again*
*he offers a handshake, without the glove a gruesome purplish/black scar rests on the center of his palm*
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*I shake his hand* Good. Now im tired so good night. *I fall backwards into a shadow and dissappear*
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rest well.... *well bandages his palm as he goes to his own room*
