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20/13|Male/Male|Reinforcement, Beast
Mystic, Melee|Duplication, Tentacles|Deity
Enhanced Sustenance, Awareness, Masculinity, Fated, Sorcery, Gifted, Absolute Direction
Paragon, Blessing, Clergy, Mana Fount, Gifted Item
Arrogance, Unknown, Loud, Big Brother
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Seeing the Bastion always left Alexander feeling bitter inside...well, more so than usual '[color=aba000][i]...if only I was better.[/i][/color]' Even though they didn't know each other for long, Amber's death still haunted him '[color=aba000][i]She was right in front of me, and I couldn't even do a damn thing[/i][/color]'. Once the group arrived at the Bastion, Alexander immediately made his way to wherever the wounded were being brought to help. He had just finished patching up one girl as his clone was starting to bring the next one over '[color=aba000][i]It's kind of funny; I used to hate my magic, I found the idea of being a heal bitch frustrating. But now, it brings me a kind of comfort. I wonder if I just got used to it or-[/i][/color]' the image of Amber dying in his arms flashed in his mind, and he froze. It was then that his clone actually arrived with his next patient, a girl who's arm was pretty messed up "[color=aba000]Alright, I'll try to get this over as soon as I can, so try to relax[/color]" he told her right before he got to work. Then he caught a glimpse at her eyes, they looked like Lily's '[color=aba000]...[i]If...if it had been Lily that day instead of Amber. Where would I be now?[/i][/color]'