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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
5/9/2016 8:52:04 PM
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[b]I start concentrating harder then I ever have.[/b] "No."
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[i]Then I will not tell you until you remember.[/i] *He leaves* That was weird.
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"There is much to remember."
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*Mortar looks up* Gore.
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"Gore?"
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It was my old name. Gore...
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"Your old name? Interesting."
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Can you remember anything of Gore?
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"Gore?" [b]A sudden memory seems to hit me.[/b] "I remember something involving Gore. Not you but I'm starting to."
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A war IS covered in gore...
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"The memories. When will they return?"
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I cannot say.
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"You cannot say, or you won't?"
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Erm... *Mortar looks down* A little bit of both.
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"I understand."
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*sighs* If you really wish to know... I will tell you
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"Oh it's quite alright. Tell me if you wish."
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Okay.
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"Do you wish to?"
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I don't know... I don't know how you'll react.
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"Mortar we're friends and allies. Whatever it is, it's already happened."
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Okay... *I take a deep breath* I... I... I killed your son
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[b]My face turns completely pale. You can make out the goosebumps forming. [/b] "Mortar stop messing with me."
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I wish I was... *Mortar holds his head down, clearly thinking of that day with shame* I didn't want to...
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[b]I hold my head with my hands while looking down [/b] "Why?"
