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7/22/2016 3:26:53 AM
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"People do suspect that you're a coward. Trust me, you really need some help."
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[spoiler]lol, what? A mind reader?[/spoiler] He wasn't doing anything particularly interesting. He was eating, fiddling with a ring on his pointer finger on his right hand. It was silver with three emeralds set into it, it had a Celtic design.
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"You know... I don't [u]need[/u] to kill you." [i]Xavier placed his hand on Quintus's head, information flowing. He also deleted this moment so that he wouldn't get into any other trouble. In order to fill the blank space of memory, he inserted a new memory of a horse knocking him over, rendering him unconscious.[/i]
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There are a lot, of the tribune's home, the time he's spent on campaign, his hopes and dreams, everything the man knew was laid out in front of him, but there was another presence there as well, one that he could not name.
