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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
Edited by Riven:
11/14/2015 3:06:17 AM
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Serena sat in the bar at the Tower. She wasn't doing anything particular, just relaxing.
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Edited by A RARE SPYCRAB: 11/14/2015 4:50:57 AM
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Jackson walks in, a hand on his shoulder. He notices you, and walks over. "You're here, too?"
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"Nope, I'm a figment of your imagination..." She laughed.
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Jackson chuckled, taking his hand off his shoulder.
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"What happened to your shoulder?"
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"Serra. Serra happened."
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"She went all 'dark' on you?"
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"Something like that."
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"Heh, well, she isn't the only dark one now, I guess."
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"What's [i]that[/i] supposed to mean?"
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She held up her hand, and a Taken Glow came from it. "That's what it's supposed to mean."
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".. Huh. That looks nice."
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"Powerful too. Afraid I was taken for about half an hour."
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"Soo.. Are you a Taken, or are you [i]not[/i]?"
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"I'm not, of course. If I was, you'd be dead. It's just a... leftover I guess."
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"Huh. That'd make sense."
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"What was with Serra earlier?"
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"She's just having her moments. Either that, or she's in a bad mood."
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"She's not much of a socialist is she?"
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"No, Serena. No, she is not."
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"Why's that, I wonder."
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"I'd rather not waste my time caring for things like that."
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"Well, what would you rather do then? I haven't anything better to do."
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"Dunno."
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"Same."
