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[hr]One by one the dominoes that composed the Laughing Worg fell around them, bringing more chaos with every successive crash of words. What Logan's brother had once told him rang in his mind again, about games bringing out the worst in people. This wasn't a game anymore, though, and Alex didn't want to think about the possible repercussions in a true fight between players. 

In a brazen moment spurred partly by alcohol, Alex stood up from the tavern and took a couple of steps back. [color=#87c735]"Woah, woah, woah. These aren't fights you can just have anymore."[/color] He gazed longingly at his spilled tankard and swallowed the irritation. If someone like... himself... had to be the voice of reason, he'd try his hardest. [color=#87c735]"Between all of our abilities, it's like all of us are carrying loaded guns at all times, all right? If you're gonna fight, keep it to words."[/color] 

He felt like that last bit hadn't been the best thing to say. He didn't like the idea of telling someone to be dishonest though, it'd just make him a hypocrite.  

[color=plum]"And I'm sorry. I wanted us--[i]all[/i] of us--to come together."[/color]

Crud. Crap. [i]Fuck[/i]. This wasn't good. This was [i]not[/i] good.

One of his arms clasped Kazuki's shoulder. From what little he could gather they had both lived very different lives, but Alex knew that question was roiling in his mind. The "what if" that led to a neverending downward spiral of regret and self-loathing. He wasn't going to just stand there and watch another person get dragged into that. [color=#87c735]"We... don't know how anything here works yet. No one, not even you. Anyone who tells you anything else is lying. We can't reach any answer now, and even if we did down the line? It would never change us not knowing now." [/color]It was a microcosm of his life philosophy, running and never looking back. 
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