[color=2e3192][center][h1] Kieran Hishamie [/h1][/center][/color]

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Kieran cringed lack of words that failed to shown him even the slightest mercy. Kieran ransacked his brain to transform the scene in front of him into a beautiful work of art via wordplay but for some reason he could. More people were showing up and more people were getting anxious. Kieran could see the amazon needed no help and he could see the other man did not need help either. Kierans eyes fluttered from each person, hoping to be inspired by something that they did or said. But all he could think about is the horror of being back in the army, having that need to fight, getting injured, and having all his hopes and his entire future flushed away down the drain of life. Kierans heart skipped a beat when the new man with the feline companion entered into the fray, but dismissed any hope he came to receive when he stood back and simply introduced himself. Kieran felt as if he would never receive good material in this situation. 

Kieran quietly slipped away from the scene, ducking and weaving from people. Kieran tried to go unnoticed but accidently bumped into the man with the pet. Kieran fell down before the man, with the cat landing on his head.

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