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"You can't pass out ok?"
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"O-ok, i'll try my best." [b]She is obviously having trouble[/b]
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[spoiler]i was starting to wonder if anyone wonders what these swords do.[/spoiler] [i] He unsheathes the all black katana, and the blade seemingly has shadows falling off it. Like liquid darkness dripping down the blade. He rests the blade on her chest, and the shadows start to crawl over her body, through her nose and ears, eventually covering her whole body inside and out. All physical damage, internal and external, begins to knit itself back together. After a few minutes, the shadows dissipate and her body is like new.[/i]
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[b]She stands up[/b] "Wow..... thank you" [b]She feels a lot better[/b]
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"Yeah." [i] He sheathes the sword and wraps her in a hug.[/i]
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[b]She hugs back[/b]
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[i]He releases her.[/i] "I'm gonna take care of him hon, I promise."
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"I-i don't know if you can......"
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"You don't even know me, and you're counting me out?" [i] He chuckles and starts walking the other way.[/i]
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"He killed -blam!-ing satan."
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"I'm a lot worse than satan." [i] He says coldlyz[/i]
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"You sure?"
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"You'll see."
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"I hope so."
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[i] He vanishes from thin air.[/i] (End)