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[center]  "Valen's been dead for ten years, Tariq. Get over it. He knew the risks, we all did" [/center] 

Tariq stood there glaring at Emory as he said those words. It seemed like something just ripped Tariq's heart out and his eyes grew emotionless. [color=004b80]"He's been dead for ten years but, you still have that bug up your ass..."[/color] Tariq replied before walking out of the kitchen. 

Going up to his room he totally ignored the commotion that was happening. Tariq had an anger growing in him now. As he slammed his door the whole place shook a little. [color=004b80]"I'll get over it..."[/color] Tariq mumbled to himself as he used the wand that has been clenched in his first. Mumbling words and pointing the wand at different objects. 

Tariq felt like it was time to go on a little vacation. He felt like he deserved it. Especially with all the crap he has to deal with in an every day situation. He hasn't taken a break from ORO since he joined. He didn't feel like telling anybody either since there was a commotion going on, Emory pissed him off, Dr.End didn't matter to him and no one else seemed to care. 
Only clothing and certain small items that looked priceless to everyone else went into the worn down, brown suitcase. As the suitcase shut, he went over and put on a shirt. Getting on a casual trench coat. He grabbed the suitcase and sighed.[color=004b80] "I need a few days away anyway."[/color] Tariq moved his wand, and a gust of wind blew up everything in his room. Knocking things off the walls, desks, and dressers of the room. Causing papers to fly everywhere. A few things to break. Tariq was gone.