originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
Come on man. The one rule every guy follows is to give a firm shake.
*Caesar squeezes Patches' hand a little more*
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"After a while, we decided on revenge. Me and Horace stormed the Cathedral, but...Aldrich had left. We traveled to Irithyll, and met a man named...Kross. He's a member here, I believe. Horace was killed...but Kross was able to slay Aldrich. And I practically did nothing." [b]Anri looks awful at the end.[/b]
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*Caesar places a hand on her shoulder* You did all you could. I am sorry that you lost many people to this Aldrich, but you helped as much as you could.
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"Yeah. I guess I did."
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I am sorry you lost them, I really am.
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"It's fine...it's fine. I should've known Mortar more, talked to him more often."
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He was a noble man, he will be missed.
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"Yep.."
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Don't worry. If you can get to the Underworld and survive, you may be able to see him.
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"Wonder if there's a chance that he could return. Depends on whether he'd want to or not, but still."
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I don't know. He's in his father's hands.
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"Hmm. And his father wouldn't want him to leave, most likely."
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of course. I don't think a man who resorts to tyranny would let his son go that easily.
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"Right, right..."
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What about you. Do you think you can get your friend back?
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"No. Horace is...he's gone. Forever.."
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Oh. I'm so sorry
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"It's fine. He would prefer to stay gone. He's served his purpose."
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Of course... He sounds like a good man.
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"Heh. I guess he was. He was on the verge of Hollowing when we got to Irithyll though...I think I was too."
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Oh, really? How come?
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"We thought that we weren't going to defeat Aldrich, and after the Cathedral, life was a living hell for both of us. Low supplies, starving, no one else..."
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Oh... I get that. *While Caesar and Anri are conversing, Cyan walks up behind Caesar. It is clear he doesn't know she's there. She takes out an icy blue knife and holds it close to Caesar*
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"Cyan, NO!" [b]Anri yells out, trying to get Cyan's attention.[/b]
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*Cyan looks up, glaring at you with a look of contempt as she sheaths her blade. Caesar obviously notices and turns around, backing up a little as he unsheathes Mortar's sword* Cyan: You don't deserve that sword. Caesar: You don't know what you're talking about.
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[b]Anri positions herself between the two of them.[/b] "Cyan, Caesar...stop. Please."