"Gah, no! -blam!- it. Both of you just mind yourselves and don't argue quiet so much. Listen I think we all just need some rest. There's a room ahead, one way in, I can fortify it, you two can get some rest, while I take first watch."
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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]