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"I do too"
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"And yours would be? And just call me Greyhound."
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Edited by Nox: 12/22/2015 3:17:44 PM"My name is unable to be spoken in your tongue"
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"Well, that's interesting." He says, still doing his best to patch up wounds. "Yeah, sorry about attacking you. Just don't generally assume things are friendly anymore after what I've Ben through."
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[i]"Let me"[/i] she says lightly pushing you out of the way "It is quite interesting, you can call me whatever you like though"
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"Let's worry about fixing you up first."
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[i]"Let's"[/i] [b]She says as she grabs some cloth[/b]
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[b][i]They go about fixing hi up, Jakob humming something in Jamaican.[/i][/b]
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[b]It humms something in its own tongue [/b]
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[b][i]They finish fixing him up, hopefully doing a good job.[/i][/b] "Well, that took a while."
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[b]It stands up and stretches for a bit[/b] "I feel fantastic"
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"I feel tired. And hungry."
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"I can bring food"
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[b][i]He grabs a bag from his side.[/i][/b] "I've been hunting for a bit. I've got enough."
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"That won't be enough in the long run"
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"Well, we won't be here much longer."
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"Wouldn't you rather eat more for the time being?"
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"It's about staying alive, not eating everything. I know quite a bit about survival."
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"I'd rather thrive"
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"Well, that's all opinion. By the, way Willow-wisps. The -blam!- are up with those things?"
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"What do you mean?"
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"They're fuking everywhere! I've had to kill like, 12 of them today alone."
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"See? They thrive"
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"And overpopulated like mad! I mean, hey sure as hell get lucky on this planet."
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"Simple thriving, young friend"