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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/26/2016 6:46:50 PM
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"No. not really. But she's nice if not a little naive."
[i] She looked around, before gesturing towards the door that led out the back.[/i]
"Come on. I need some fresh air."
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I won't. [i]He said. In reality, he was never sure if he'd survive. That was just part of the job. If he had to die to save Riley, so be it.[/i]
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"Ok." [i] She says, turning her back and walking down the boardwalk, off into the night. [/i]
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"You only have about twelve years on me old man. Don't play father to angsty teen with me." [i] Lance said. Another one of those mysteries that he'd never Stated out loud, but had always implied. He looked only a few years older than Jackson, but that was literally impossible. And it'd been over a decade since Venom, and Lance hadn't aged a year. [/i] "My wife. Thoughts get too heavy sometimes. Debating drowning myself in a bottle of scotch, but that's no good for anyone."
