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You want her in there? What is that going to do?
*tosses a knife into the chasm*
*Nods and holds two thumbs up*
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You want her in there? What is that going to do?
*tosses a knife into the chasm*
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*stares at it*
... your point?
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*chuckles*
So weird. Come, we've got to figure out how to get this girl somewhere safe.
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*smirks, and throws a throwing knife from my sleeve at you*
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*rolls my eyes*
If you say so. That sort of trauma you've got isnt normal. It would take a lot for someone like you to be that corrupted. Im not stupid, like you seem to think I am.
*looks back towards the base*
Either way, I'm not letting you go so easily. Im going to figure you out whether you like it or not. No little girl is murderous and suicidal like you are without some serious damage. Someone hurt you, and if they are evil enough to do that, they dont deserve to exist. Im pretty evil myself, but I have standards.
*walks toward the base*
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*raises an eyebrow*
You really expect me to believe that?
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*laughs a little darkly*
Ah, stupid little girl. Whoever hurt you did it good. I'd like to meet them, they sound like fun.
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Calus: alright, alright. Enough of that.
*your gun dissapears*
The only one killing you will be me, and only when I feel like it. I'd like to study you more. Lets make a deal. Ill study you for as long as necessary, then once I'm done, Ill help you find an end to the pain, or just a way to kill you permanently. Sound good?
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*laughs*
You are weird.
*you find your visual reality warping in odd ways before you, yet actual reality remains the same*
Alright, the building is finished, Aurora, please go in. I must speak to misty for a moment.
Aurora: alright, see you in there!
*runs in*
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Not entertaining enough?
* two stray cats across the street are fighting each other to the death over scraps*