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[i]"My apologetic tones got out in sympathetic denominations. It's not easy losing those we love..."[/i]
[b]Damien sits, legs apart and head thrown aside. The strange posture looks like an animal sitting patiently for a meal.[/b]
[i]"And you have two young blooded familiars?"[/i]
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"Yes, but those aren't the names on my arm." [i] He passes his arm over his flesh and the tattoos dissapear again.[/i] "Those are my parents."
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[i]"I believe that when someone dies... They return reincarnated. Stronger than they were before."[/i]
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[i] Lance sourly chuckles.[/i] "Well if you ever see my parents or wife, tell them I'm still alive."
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[i]"I'll try..."[/i] [b]Damien stretches and falls back not the floor.[/b] [i]"I believe I have grown tired... Slumber douses my thoughts like a hypothesis of grand expedition."[/i]
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[i] Lance chuckles, standing up.[/i] "I'll catch you later Damien."
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[i]"Goodbye, Ronin. Godspeed."[/i]
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[i] Lance walks a few steps then vanishes from the bar, much to the bewildered looks of bystanders.[/i]
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[b]Damien seemingly expected it. He chuckles before falling asleep on the bar floor. The barkeep seems upset but doesn't dare wake him.[/b] [spoiler]End[/spoiler]
