*Ginger stares down at his hands, contemplating... Well, himself. His have have been erratic, spontaneous, and even violent of late, and he wonders what the hell is happening to him. He looks up, seeing that he's digging his nails into the palms of his hands. He stands up.
"When are we leaving?"
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*walks into room* Ginger, Jams told me you are.... not feeling yourself. What happened?
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Good...
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Until then I'll just hurt my self in many ways *starts smashing my head into a wall*
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What's new?
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This *i throw a black flame at you when it hits you all your flesh turns into a demonic steel*
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*ceramite skin rejects demonic energy. I pick you up by the scruff of your neck and look into your eyes. "I've been needing a new coat, wolf, and I think that I might get one very soon..." *chuckles
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*wags tail* Maybe you should hold me more
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*drops roughly.
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*almost starts to cry but stops* Why do you keep doing that to me
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"It's fun"
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So you enjoy abusing animals
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Not really. You, however, are not what I would consider to be an animal
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Then what am I to you
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A demon
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I know that but what else
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That's the only thing that matters
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You're a greedy bastard I hoped I was worth something to you
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*you notice the crazed, angry look in my eyes and my bleeding palms
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*Leans against wall* *Examines sniper* Zara still hasn't recovered. Not going anywhere without her.
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"Why not? She would be dead weight anyways"
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*looks at you in disappointment* Seriously ginger that was cold for even you to say
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"How so? I'm just stating facts..."
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*Looks up* Excuse me...? "Dead weight?" *Stares coldly at you*
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"Yeah. She isn't exactly a master fighter, is she?" I say with a cold look in my eye