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"Hmph," Chase turned the other cheek.
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He entered the shop, standing a distance away
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He decided to be friendly, "I won't hurt you..."
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"P-Promise?"
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"I promise you," Chase replied. He gestured for the goat-kid to come and sit across from him.
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He did, a little nervously "S-So..what are you? Who are you?"
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"My name is Chase Mantz. I'm a guardian," he attempted to explain.
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"What's that?" He asked, curious
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"I protect civilizations," Chase summarized, "So, yeah. Sorry about having my rifle out earlier. I forget that stuff scares people."
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"You protect people?.........That's what they said, too. They hurt me a lot." He said quietly
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"Who hurt you?" Chase asked, concerned.
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"The people who did this to me." He said, quietly
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"Who did that to you?" Chase asked, calmly.
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"doctors and soldiers...."
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"Soldiers...." Chase seemed to be caught by the boy's words. He sighed. "I'm not the same soldiers as them."
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"I-I hope you aren't"
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"So.... what's your name?" He asked. He took a sip of the iced coffee.
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"They called me Alpha"
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"Alpha may sound cool, but that's not a good name, believe me. Forget Alpha being your name. It's just a designation."
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"...just call me Alpha" He said
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"Fine. I just.... don't want to cause you stress by triggering those memories," Chase explained. "I'm Chase."