originally posted in:The New Dojo
"Preferably not in my room, though. That's kinda blood soaked at the moment. Have to get the cleaners in there. The cleaners are the privates, by the way."
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"Well, I guess you could sleep in the tree with me."
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"Kid, I only got one arm. I ain't climbing a tree. Won't be able to."
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"Then we can sleep at the base of the tree."
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"Alright. Sounds good to me. God knows I need some damned rest every once in a while. Used to believe in that old song, as it says. Ain't no rat for the wicked. Well, guess I ain't wicked then, am I?"
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[i]Pan laughs and starts to stand up, a hand on her side.[/i] "Lets go, father."
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[b]I try to get up with my one arm, but I can't.[/b] "Little help?"
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[i]Pan helps Grant up and grunts in pain from doing so.[/i] "Th-There we go. Can you walk?"
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"Yeah. Yeah I can. Arm is hurt, not the legs." [b]I walk with her.[/b]
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[i]They eventually arrive at a large tree in one of the Dojo courtyards.[/i] "Here we are!"
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"Heh. Cozy, I guess." [b]I walk over to it, then sit down, and lean against it.[/b]
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[i]Pan lays down next to Grant and cuddles him.[/i] "Good night, father."
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"Good night, Pan." [b]I close my eyes. I just want to live to see the next day.[/b]
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[spoiler]End?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]End.[/spoiler]