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 Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 6:31 pm
The reaper blinked once more at the topic change, and huffed.
“Ya, I was. Wish I had not been, but it happened. Why?” She stared at the back of the punk’s head, waiting.
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 6:32 pm
"Did you tell anyone what happened to you there?" he asked, heading for a point. "Were you one of the ones that got free? Or were you captured?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 6:37 pm
“No. I did not. No one asked, and…matters came up that I had to attend to. anyways.”
She paused. “…My team and I got captured. Why?” From the way he was talking, something must have happened too. Hel tapped her foot impatiently. She didn’t like beating around the bush.
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2012 6:43 pm
"Because, I was turned into a weapon. And I was jackin' SCREWED UP after it happened," he said, his hands in his pockets. "And I know, if I hadn't talked about it, I would just be living it over and over again, dwelling on all the stuff I should have done--how if I had made a different choice we could have survived. How I left some of my best bros in the tank to try and save myself. Bottling s**t up... it doesn't do anything but stress you out more."
Then he turned, looking at her. "But if you think you can shoulder all the s**t the hunters--and I guess the horsemen, too, have done to you on your own, more power to you."
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