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2/6/2016 2:03:19 AM
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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.
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[b]he follows, wiping a tear from his faces d coming back to his senses[/b] "What are you..."
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"I'm an Astral, the last one actually."
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"I'm the last wisp... Now."
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A tear falls from her face as they reach the cockpit.
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Modificato da Cosmic: 2/6/2016 12:31:33 PM"[i]why Do y-you cry, m-miss?[/i]"
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She simply puts her finger to her lips as she sits in the pilot chair. "Sit Wheatley."
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[b]he just stands next to the chair[/b] "Why are you so... Emotionally invested in him? What did he do to earn your trust?"
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"He's Lucas' clone, and I suppose somewhere I fell for him. Now sit down, things are about to get fast."
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[b]he grabs onto the door frame and nods toward you [/b]
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She flips some switches and the ship lurches forward.
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[b]he goes flying down the hall[/b]
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"Hold on to your butt!"
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[b]the sickening noise of bones breaking and objects being hit extremely hard resonates from the room next to you[/b]
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She hears it and sets the ship on auto pilot and runs to the next room. "Wheatley!"
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[b]he is nearly dead and not noticeably breathing[/b]
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She picks him up and lays him on a cot, beginning to use magic to set his bones and heal him.
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[b]he slowly begins to die. He looks up at Tara, silent. With pure fear in his eyes[/b]
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"I'm not losing you too!" She pours unbelievable amounts of magic into him.
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[b]he smiles, and goes completely Limp, staring into nothing the way a corpse without its eyes shut does[/b]
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She unleashes a torrent of life energy, nearly draining all of her reserves.
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[b]he has already died[/b]
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She collapses over him crying and wailing.
