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[color=SteelBlue][h3]Rave "The Shadow" Mallard[/h3]
Frixion Prime[/color][/center]

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Rave didn't like the way she basically said that she was going to owe him no matter his feelings on the matter and that she was going to pay him back anyways, but dropped it. It was, however, odd in his mind that she wasn't interested in reclaiming something that was so much a part of her that having lost the ability to use it fully hurt her. [color=SteelBlue]"So what you're saying is that you don't want to reclaim a part of yourself? That's...strange..."[/color] Silence reigned once more as he finished his second plate and leaned back with his whiskey, rolling the liquid in the clear cup thoughtfully.

No desire to reclaim who she was...no, that couldn't be right. She thought this was some kind of lesson, but if that was the case, then the teacher needed to go back to school and relearn their skills. [color=SteelBlue]"Tell me why you think this is a lesson."[/color]