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6/16/2016 6:27:28 AM
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[i]"Well... Damn..."[/i]
[b]He quickly passes the vial to his companion who looks at it suspiciously.[/b]
[i]"I don't mean to be rude Mortar... But This metal is grafted to my face. I can't eat or drink any more..."[/i]
English
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Oh, that sucks. *Mortar takes the bottle from you* Well, that doesn't explain the hangover..
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[i]"Eh. Probably pulled a tag off a mattress."[/i] [b]He shrugs, not really concerned.[/b]
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*Mortar chuckles* Yeah... Well... If you need me, just call
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[i]"Will do, Mortar. Catch you later."[/i] [b]Lucien promptly turns and stomps off, the woman lingering just a moment before following.[/b]
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*Mortar seems to mumble to himself* I didn't get a good vibe from the guy... He didn't seem... good.
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[spoiler]End?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I guess so, end.[/spoiler]
