"I remember that I was there, at your side when you murdered an entire gang and then at one point started this PMC"
[spoiler]if I get too bullsjitty just say it, k?[/spoiler]
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[i]He is collapsed on the ground, pulling a small razorblade out of his pocket, rolling the armours sleeves up[/i] [spoiler]ain't depression a bitch, huh?[/spoiler]
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[b]She quickly levitates the blade away[/b] "Don't"
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[i]he pulls a second from his pocket[/i] "Ain't nothing stopping me"
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[b]She stops him from moving his arms [/b] "Telekinesis"
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"Fūck"
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[b]She smiles[/b] "Can you stop trying to cut yourself?"
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"Why the hell would I do that?"
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"Because you should talk about it"
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"Think I'm good"
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"Clearly not"
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"That's a matter of opinion"
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[b]She gestures to the razorblades[/b] "That's a matter of fact"
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"I never was big on facts"
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"Seems like you're not big on life either"
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"I'm a fan of living, and of pain at the same time"
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"Hmmmm"
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"Exactly, now you want to let me go now?"
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"I'm sorry that I said the things that I said...."
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"It's okay"
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"No, it's not"
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"It really is..."
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[b]She lets him go[/b]
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"Thank you"
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[b]She begins backing away[/b]
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[i]he grabs the blades, pockets them, and walks away[/i]