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6/18/2016 2:50:59 AM
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"That is incredibly disturbing and incredibly illegal. It's people like you I have to spend hours of my life in 'don't Räpe people' classes."
He said looking at the daemon.
"Well the two of you have to start getting along or we're going to die. It's that simple."
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[b]Besides his head start, Lucien moved at a steady jog... Not sprint... But jog.[/b] [i]"That's cause I'm still sleepy after that..."[/i]
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The marine turned and ran backwards for a moment and turned again. He was moving quickly, he soon reached the gate.
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[b]Lucien followed a mere inch behind, not looking back.[/b] [i]"Too bad for you... I can chew gum anyways."[/i]
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Blackburn and Lucien were stopped by a guardsman who stood at the gate. Blackburn explained their situation and the gates opened. They were both allowed to enter the general quarters. He stood near the entrance. "This is where we part ways my friend."
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[b]Lucien salutes with a chuckle.[/b] [i]"Alright. Thanks for the help... I'll have to catch you around later... Maybe buy you a frilly drink at bar."[/i]
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"It'd be wasted. I don't drink frilly drinks."
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[i]"Well... Until I find a hard scotch, may Vishnu find you blessed."[/i] [b]With a silly bow, Lucien marches off, throwing a claw over his head in farewell.[/b]
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"Saint Peter keep you." Blackburn walked into the other direction. [spoiler]end[/spoiler]
