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[i]"I am afraid not."[/i]
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"Then I don't know." [b]He slumps down in a chair.[/b]
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[i]"Make your mind up quickly."[/i]
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"Where will I be shot?"
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[i]"The head, and if that doesnt work, everywhere else[/i]
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"What about Cyra? Does that apply to her?"
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[b]He goes silent[/b]
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"So she has a choice, why?" [b]He puts his hand to his fore head in a face palm.[/b]
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[i]"She's my mother..."[/i]
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"Oh, right, if she is your mother than can't she demand that you release me?" [b]He says with a hopeful look to Cyra.[/b]
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[b]He smiles under his mask[/b] [i]"Im not like that."[/i]
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"There really is no other way is there?" [b]He begins taking out a bunch of letters, all with his friends' names on them,including Cyra's. He's about to hand them to Cyra when he asks...[/b] "Are you going back?"
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"I dont know yet..."
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"There isn't any other way is there?"
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[i]"I'll be honest, no."[/i]
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"Fine, I'll join your stupid little organization, but I'm not fighting for you, and I want a puppy." [b]He punches the wall, angered at this choice.[/b]
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[i]"We can get you more than a puppy."[/i]
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"Like what?"
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[i]"Two puppies."[/i]
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"I'd just like one, and that includes the cure?"
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[i]"We can get you a puppy, and will try our hardest to get you the cure."[/i]
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"Do I have to participate in the military?"
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[i]"It will be your choice."[/i]
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"Good. Fine, I'll join, and you Cyra?"
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[i]"I'll stay and keep you company."[/i]