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 Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 4:32 pm
Taraxa gaped. He just stopped what he was doing and stared at her.
Just stared.
She was broken. That much was obvious. Her brain was utterly and completely broken. He tried to feel sorry for her, he really did.
"He tried to tell me," Taraxa mumbled to himself, picking his jaw up off the dirt and turning away from her. "He said to me, 'Taraxa, she is insane.' I laughed it off. I didn't think..." he trailed off. Part of him wanted to weep. He really did. Part of him wanted to curl up into a ball and just weep.
But he was a Stormborn. Stormborn didn't cry. No matter how much he wanted to right now, at this very moment.
"I'm going home," he whispered, still stunned, "Maybe when I wake up in the morning you'll be gone."
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 4:37 pm
Zilly had adorned a look that said with no words 'yes, let's go home!' She would stay with him for now, much to his dismay, if only because she was convinced Gunnar's 'love' for her would have him attacking her on sight. As she'd said, she didn't want him 'clinging' to her.
So she followed Taraxa, warning him, "If you keep talking to yourself people are going to think things."
That's what Nanako had said once.
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