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I was in...the foggy place? Again? Why? This didn't make any sense. Unless Zane was going to pop out, which I highly doubted. No one was close enough. No one was /anywhere/ near close enough. Who else could be here?
2015-10-06 06:57:50 -
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Man. Well, of course he wouldn't see Clarenz here. That's too bad. It left one option. He scratched his head, fiddled with the buttons on his jacket and wove around, looking for Lucinda.
2015-10-06 07:00:41 -
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I wandered aimlessly, trying to find- Oh. A man. Beckett was his name? Right? Something like that. It could of been Bucket for all I know. I moved towards him.
2015-10-06 07:02:58 -
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Call him Bucket and he'll make sure your remains fit in one. He raised a hand in greeting.
2015-10-06 07:04:11 -
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Don't threaten me with a good time. I waved reluctantly. Was this our first time meeting in person? Well shit.
2015-10-06 07:05:20 -
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He stopped before he reached her and stared at the ground boredly.
2015-10-06 07:06:29 -
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I stopped, shoes stepping over a small hole. I back up. The bullet-sized hole exposed itself. "...So this is where it happened...huh."
2015-10-06 07:08:53 -
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"You two did it right. Not exactly clean, but right."
2015-10-06 07:09:45 -
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"...Think it can be fixed?"
2015-10-06 07:10:17 -
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"Why would you try?"
2015-10-06 07:10:39 -
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"Well, they're together now, right? The work here is done."
2015-10-06 07:11:50 -
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"Yeah. But why bother."
2015-10-06 07:13:51 -
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"Why not?" I knelled down, examining the hole. Yep, the bullet was still in there.
2015-10-06 07:14:53 -
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"Because it's annoying. And it's not doing you any harm."
2015-10-06 07:16:13 -
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"You're welcome to leave if you're that bothered." Maybe I could just...pull it out?
2015-10-06 07:17:02 -
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"I'm not bothered. Just not seeing the point. But anywhoo, it's probably too deep. You'd be better off cauterizing it." He crouched too, pulling out a lighter.
2015-10-06 07:18:25 -
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"Worth a shot." I pulled my hands away. You burn my fingers I'll shoot your lighter with my toes.
2015-10-06 07:19:43 -
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Okay. He has more. He flicked it open and held the flame to the hole. Scorch marks appeared around it, but other than that not much positive happened, especially considering that it was some groundlike material and not organic flesh.
2015-10-06 07:21:02 -
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And...nothing. I waited till the flame subsided before doing anything else. "Well that didn't work." I commented.
2015-10-06 07:24:00 -
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"Too bad." He rubbed at the scorch marks. They didn't fade or smear. "You wanna try your thing then?"
2015-10-06 07:25:00 -
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"I guess." i reached in, and...nothing. couldn't grab it.
2015-10-06 07:29:48 -
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The edges of the hole tore and frayed a little as she jammed her fist inside. "Cool, you made it bigger."
2015-10-06 07:32:26 -
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"Your method didn't help either!" i pulled my hand away.
2015-10-06 07:33:02 -
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"Maybe, but it didn't make it bigger." He fingered the fraying bits.
2015-10-06 07:34:20 -
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"Only slightly."
2015-10-06 07:35:38