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10/31/2015 2:50:48 AM
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"Yeah...matter of fact, I did."
He smiles and holds up what looks like a really thick pamphlet, made of skin and written in blood.
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Uh.... First. Gross. Second, what the hell is that. Third. Gross.
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"Book of the Damned. It'll make me human, more or less." He smiles.
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How so? So sacrificial ritual?
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"Not really, just gotta get ingredients. A spell kinda thing. Anyways, doctors are bound to show up soon so you should probably get goin." He offers a fist bump.
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[b]He fistbumps[/b] Yeah, alright. Gotta go get some rest anyway. FYI, some guys got into the Vault then just disappeared, while you were gone.
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"That's....just great. I'll see you later."
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Yeah... [b]He walks out[/b]
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[b]the distortion re-appeared in a corner of the room, waiting for Jace to exit.[/b]
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As Jase walks out, Dean looks over again, wincing.
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[b]it approached the bed, slowly, carefully.[/b]
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He looks at the slow-moving figure as it approached. Dean felt his insides literally moving around as they repaired themselves. It was a disgusting, painful process but it helped him nontheless. He sat forward from the medical bed and faced the figure.
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The figure leaned in, and then De-cloaked. With her eyes she studied the man, her busty cleavage literally up in his face.
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He chuckles. "This is the perfect end to this kinda day....."
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She struggled to speak. "Hoo...man...?"
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He smiles. "Hi, I'm Dean."
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"Deen... Hooman Deen?"
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"Hooman? Who's Hooman?" His eyes dart to her side as he sees some guards armed and heading towards them. Dean waves them off with his left hand. They start walking away.
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"Yu Hooman... mi T'au..." [b]she pokes him in the chest as she says "Hooman", and pokes herself in the chest when pronouncing "T'au".[/b]
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He chuckles a bit. "Yeah, I'm human. Never heard of you Tau before though." Dean winces as she pokes his chest, her finger was a little bloody.
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[b]she observed the blood on her finger.[/b] "Paeen..." [b]she suddenly started rubbing her bare hand on his chest, and it started to feel better. She smiled at him, her green eyes shining beautifully.[/b]
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"Holy...shit." He watches as his chest begins to reshape itself. His breathing regulates, bones start fixing themselves and he has stopped coughing and weezing. Dean smiles back at her. "Uh, thanks. I guess." He chuckles, almost nervous looking.
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she smiles widely, letting him see her teeth. She used the universal language of hugs, wrapping her arms around him in a tight embrace.
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He hugs back, his arms alone dwarfed basically her entire being. Dean was a big man. When she hugged him, she felt him wince again at something. He felt like stone, hardened and chiseled.
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She was slightly... turned on by the hardness of the man. She kept her hold a little longer than usual, only reluctantly letting go.
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He pulled back smiling. "You don't know how to speak standard all that well, do you?"
