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9/30/2015 11:10:57 PM
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He smiles back and kisses her.
"Yeah, I'm so ha-"
He turns to see Minerva throw Red into a wall and goes to restrain her.
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"Oh no!" [b]she runs to Red to make sure she is alright.[/b]
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Python pulls Minerva further away from Red and A'Karo.
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[b]A'Karo attends to Red, looking back at python with a "stop them" look.[/b]
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Python speaks to her in his mind. [i]Move please, I don't want you getting in the middle of this.[/i] Minerva yells. "SHE'S THE REASON MURPH WENT DOWN THERE! I KNOW IT!" Python pulls his pistol and aims it at Red. "Were you the reason he went down there?"
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[b]she hesitantly lets go of her, moving backwards.[/b] [i]O-Okay......[/i]
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[i]I'm sorry about that.....just, can't take any chances.[/i]
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[b]she runs to him, holding him, scared.[/b]
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He repeats the question, still waiting on an answer.
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[b]she looks at him, then at her, then back to him.[/b]
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He looks down at her. "It's gonna be alright." [i]Only if this lady will tell me what the -blam!- is going on[/i]
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"I... okay..."
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As Red shakes her head, no, Python lowers his gun and Jack takes the gun from him.
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[b]she looks confused.[/b]
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He puts his off arm around her. "It's ok, it's gonna be ok." [i]Should I let her go?[/i]
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[i]I don't know her enough... I can't tell...[/i] "I'm scared..."
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He kisses her. "It's fine. She's not this mean when she's not mad." [i]Alright.....Imma do it, keep your sabers ready[/i]
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[b]she holds her sabers in her hands.[/b] "Okay... I got your back baby."
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He lets go of her and......she walks away, saying one word. "Fine." Python looks at A'Karo. "That was....anti-climatic." Knowing how women work, he knows that they aren't done. Python starts walking towards Red. "Are you alright?"
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[b]she follows him.[/b]
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Red stands and gives Python the tendril sword. She walks off with Providence. Python sighes and feels the sword in his hand, feeling the balance and the weight.
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"What's that...?"
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"Murph's sword. He tore his own tendrils off to make it.....crazy son of a bitch." He chuckles sadly a bit.
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"Well then... it'll make for a good memento."
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"Yeah...it will." He flips the sword so he is holding it backwards. "Come on, I'll show you my room." He puts his arm around her and walks towards his room.
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"Yessss!!! Finally..." [b]she grins.[/b]
