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2/3/2016 5:37:26 PM
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"A-are yyyyou okay?"
[b]wheatley reluctantly walks over in fear[/b]
[i]"h-hello miss... W-who are you?"[/i]
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"Mute may be dead, Roger may be fake... But I'm still here, and I always will be." [b]he holds his hand out to help her up[/b]
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"I'm... I'm sorry Tara. Mute may die, Roger may be a hallucination, but I'm still here.. And I always will be." [b]he holds his hand out, to help her up[/b]
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"I'm the last of a species that is billions a d billions of years old." She grasps his hand. "I've always been so alone John."
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"As have I, tara... As have I..." [b]he pulls her to her feet[/b]
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"It is the duty of my people to keep the barrier between here and the Avatar plane protected." She sighs. "I don't think I can do it alone. But I don't want you to get hurt either."
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[b]he smirks at "I don't want you to get hurt"[/b] "No Tara... I'll help as much as I can, but I can't tell you that if nightmare strikes at us again, I'm the one dying to protect you guys."
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She sniffles before going into deep thought. After a few minutes she exclaims. That's it! We need to find one of the shards.!"
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"The one that one dude wants?! Don't kill me for something minor, tara."
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"That's just it, without all the pieces, it doesn't work. If we find one and then go back to the home of my people, we will all be safe."
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"Didn't you say you where the last one?"
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"The closest would be Thabolia, but they already have it, I can feel one on Corra and Ashuna though."
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".... You know what I'm gonna have to do to get it..." [b]he removes the mask and takes the knife, now with three red streaks across the hilt and tosses them to Tara[/b] "'make sure Wheatley gets those... Your gonna have to train him aswell, and this may be our final goodbye Tara..." [spoiler]am I gonna kill him or naht...[/spoiler]
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She looks at the knife. "I can track him, tell you which one is safe."
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"I can assure you none of them are. That demon worshipper guy will find me... And likely strike me down."
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She clenches her fist around the knife. "It just ISN'T FAIR!" She throws it down. "EVERYONE I LOVE DIES! ALWAYS!" Tears stream down her face.
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[b]he wipes the tear from her face[/b] "I'm sorry... It's for your benefit, but before I go, I have atleast one last question..."
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"What?" She asks weakly.
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"Will you raise poor Wheatley when I'm... Gone?" [b]he motions to the now crying child at his side[/b]
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She looks at Wheatley and smiles sadly. "Yes, I will John." She hugs him.
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[b]he hugs Tara and kisses her[/b] "I'll be off now... Under the small circumstance I survive, don't expect to be alone again.... Ever [b]he smirks and begins to walks toward the hangar, Wheatley cries[/b]
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Tara hugs Wheatley, also crying.
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[i]"w-why does he throw himself at death?"[/i]
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"Because he loves us, and love is a wonderful, horrible thing."
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"[i]im sorry, miss... You seemed to be a good friend of his[/i]"
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She smiles sadly. "You could say that, now come on." She leads him to the cockpit.
