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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
7/25/2016 9:24:30 PM
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[i]"See? Oh, look at us. We've gone from hating each other to actually having a civic conversation... This is bad. We should go back to hating each other..."[/i]
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[b]Royal chuckles [/b] "I like this more."
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[i]"Bad Royal. BAD. We need to go kill each other or something."[/i]
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"Nah. I'm good."
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[i]"Hmm... I guess I am too."[/i] [b]Yuria chuckles a little.[/b] [i]"It was nice speaking with you...Royal. Or Dight. Whatever you'd like to be called."[/i]
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"It's Royal. But you can call me want you wish Sable."
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[i]"Sure thing, Dight."[/i] [b]Yuria laughs a little, before leaving. And yet, she thought to herself...did she do the right thing? Hell, she could've sliced his head off right there. Or tried. Maybe had Anri do it for her. But she didn't...what would her sisters think of her? No. That didn't matter. Her goal her was to mentor her student. Guide her. The Church should stay in Londor, at least for now. Yuria left the building, crossing her arms and watching the stars. Waiting...[/b] [spoiler]Fin![/spoiler]
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[spoiler]In before Royal and Yuria [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Oh god...[/spoiler]
