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6/15/2016 8:31:55 AM
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[b]Lucien shrugs and the tall man suddenly hears a voice from behind... It's Lucien's... Despite the fact he is still standing there.[/b]
[i]"Should I...?"[/i]
[b]The voice dissipates and Lucien chuckles. He clearly spooked the woman more... But she didn't seem to say a whole lot.[/b]
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"Just depends if you perceive me as a threat. The woman either is scared of me, doesn't like me, or is suspicious of me. I think it's the third option, but what do I know?" [b]It snaps it's fingers, then the glow around its swords goes away.[/b] "That gets a little annoying, doesn't it?"
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[i]"I'm Malform... And this is Lea. But she likes to be called Slut."[/i] [b]Lea's eyebrows twitch in annoyance.[/b] [i]"Such hypocrisy from a giant metal baboon."[/i] [b]He chuckles again, watching her cheeks flush red with anger.[/b] [i]"Anyways... Blink, you remember how you got here?"[/i]
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"Bits and pieces. I remember lots of fire. And lots of blood. I assume I crashed. When I first woke up, I was missing my left arm. I obviously fixed that. Anyways, why are you continuously insulting your friend there? It doesn't seem very enjoyable for her."
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[i]"I guess we are like family at this point... Brother sister, father daughter. We aren't together if that's what you are thinking..."[/i] [b]Lucien plops down onto the ground, landing with a thud and hanging his head. He seemed tired but, his voice said otherwise.[/b] [i]"Besides... I'd probably wake up one day without my organs if we were lovers."[/i] [i]"Probably."[/i]
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"Lady, it'd make my damned day knowing I at least postponed two people's deaths. Now come on." [b]He begins to walk further down the street. One of his swords begins to glow with a deep maroon light. He snaps his fingers, and it goes away.[/b] "I wish I didn't have to constantly monitor these swords. It's that, or they destroy me. So, how much do you guys remember of your pasts? Is it all gone, like mine? Or is it still intact?"
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[i]"I remember my past perfectly."[/i] [i]"Same here."[/i] [i]"The only shit I can't remember is getting here."[/i] [b]They follow, Lucien looking around and not really paying attention, and Lea seems only half-interested.[/b]
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[b]The eventually reach a little hole in one of the walls, and it leads into a large room. The room has several weapons, beds, packs of food, and assorted gadgets. He walks to the middle of the room, and turns to Lucien and Lea.[/b] "Welcome to my abode."
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"Take whatever you please. Doesn't matter to me." [b]He walks a little to the far end of the room, and trips, falling right on top of a pile of swords. He gets back up, but has three swords sticking out of his chest, and has an arm missing. Black liquid pours from the cut limb.[/b] "Well... I seem to have been... Disarmed!" [b]He unsheathes a glowing green sword, and impales himself. His arm grows back, armor and all. He sheathes the sword, then pulls the other swords out of his chest, and the wounds heal, again with armor.[/b]
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[b]Lucien watches intently, while Lea doesn't, seemingly uncaring. Though, it seemed like Lucien was waning off, so there wasn't a good chance he was paying attention... His head eventually lowers and his breathing slows. Lea lets out a sigh and rolls her eyes. The big man was lazy as hell...[/b] [i]"And then there were two."[/i]
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[i]"Yeah... No. I'll let Lucien sleep, I'm gonna continue exploring."[/i] [b]She says, pushing back her hair. She wasn't incredibly big, and she wasn't exactly wearing much armor... Or anything at all... But she seemed confident enough, especially without Lucien. There was more to her than surface level.[/b]
