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1/9/2016 5:05:05 PM
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"Ashuna." [b]She bent over and soldered two of the circuit boxes wires together.[/b]
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"What are you making? A radio? A bomb?"
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"Faulty circuit box." [b]She put the soldering iron away, and closed the circuit box, sighing.[/b]
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"Ah, well, I know nothing about fixing shit."
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[b]She undid your restraints.[/b] "Sorry about restraining you. Can never be too cautious here."
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"You have to be, especially around me."
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"Oh?"
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[i]He makes a slurping sound[/i]
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"God, you're one of those creeps." [b]She ran for one of her guns.[/b]
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[i]He laughs again[/i] "I'm kidding!"
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"You better be. I just started liking you." [b]She sighs.[/b] "As a friend."
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[i]He gives a thumbs up[/i]
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"I offer you shelter, and food here. Choice is yours."
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"I think I'll stay here for a bit longer."
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"Alright- Well, I'm gonna go sleep, so you can take the guest room." [b]She walked to her room and closed the door. In the mirror, you could faintly see her take off her shirt and climb into her bed. The window tinted itself.[/b]
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[i]He almost smiles at the sight behind his helmet and walks around the shelter[/i]
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[b]You find her diary.[/b]
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"Ooo, lookee lookee." [i]He grabs it and goes into the guest room, lies on the bed and starts reading it from the start[/i]
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[b]It read as follows:[/b] 'My master has allowed me a diary for when I'm not being used.. Where to start...? My name is Caitlyn and was sold into prostitution as a kid.. I've lived with this old creep for 15 years. 15 years.' [b]You got close to present day:[/b] 'Dear Diary, I just want to make everything stop. Stop the world spinning. It's all so much- It drives me mad. So alone.. Am I the only one? Is this a curse...? No love, no friends... Just so alone.. I might take my life soon enough, but I'm too much of a bloody coward..' [b]Multiple tear stains covered the page.[/b]
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[i]Finishing the last page he closes the diary, thinking, "A weak girl huh..."[/i]
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[b]You see an old family photo, of a young Caitlyn on a different planet with her two parents, and two brothers. Caitlyn looked small and adorable in the photo. You can tell by the diary entries that she lost her family at a young age, as well as her siblings.[/b]
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[i]"Hmm...tomorrow's gonna be fun."[/i]
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[b]Caitlyn woke up the following morning, yawning.[/b]
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[i]LIMBO is leaning on the side of the doorway, silent except for the sound of him sharpening his wrist blades[/i]
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"What are you doing?" [b]She asked, cautiously reaching for her hidden pistol.[/b]
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"Good morning to you too sweetie."
