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"Well...I'm not [i]real[/i]. I was born in a lab. A clone, if anything."
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"Okay your still a good person"
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[b]Ember smiles.[/b] "Well, that's good to hear."
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"Why I can't imagine people saying it enough"
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"That's a first."
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"Really?"
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"How could they? I've killed so many innocents...so many of my own."
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"Hmm well I like to say it's what you do today counts"
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"You think so?"
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"Yep why not I use to be a soldier that killed many but I live as someone who helps people now I left that part of me alone and said that isn't who I am now"
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"Well, I can see that. But last time I tried to help, even more people died."
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"Hmm well then help in modaration"
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[b]Ember smiles wickedly.[/b] "Oh. Oh no. This time, there will be death. Lots of it. They say revenge is a dish best served cold. Let me tell you something..." [b]Ember's fingertip lights ablaze.[/b] "It isn't."
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-He pours his drink on your fingers then hugs you- "Don't kill anyone"
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[b]Ember isn't quite sure how to respond to the hug, and just goes with it silently.[/b]
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"See a hug is much better than a gun huh"
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"I suppose. But how else will I avenge the dead?"
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"Live so they didn't die in vain don't try to go killing everyone you'll only get yourself killed"
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"I'll try."
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"Good now then" -He pulls out another soda-
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"Just how many of those do you have?"
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"A large amount"
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"Looks like it."
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"Yep"
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"Hmm...well, I'm off to look for a job or something. You take care, Theron."