Wind
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Thanks giving is tomorrow!
SpoilerCanadian.
Spoiler*prepares for confusion*
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Nardo walks out the door, then walks back in. “Which way is it?”
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Lloyd looks at the dart in his foot, “Ouch.” He falls backwards onto one of the soldiers. “That was low Jeff” he says to the man who fired the dart. “Do you mind if I call you Jeff?” He repeats the phrase “I just wanted to play poker” a few times and then goes silent.
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Hello, I love nobody and everyone else, have a good day.
SpoilerAre you confused?
SpoilerBecause I am.
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I’ve been sick for three days now, Fadran and Rev recommend me a show on the first day slightly after lunch, I have one episode left on the forth season.
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Lloyd grunted, the truck suddenly came to a stop, this was good the guards hadn’t played a single hand with him. “Well guys, I hate to leave you but this is where the fun begins.” Time for me to interrogate some people, Lloyd thought, he started to hop towards the exit.
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Everyone else was doing it, *points at profile* what do you think?
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“The sooner the better!” Nardo got up. “Lead the way” he said cheerfully.
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Lloyd clears his throat, “Poker?!” if they couldn’t understand him now, they were as “silent” as their leader.
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Spikes in the eyes? The thought alone made his skin crawl. The eyes. They weren't that important, as long as he could smell the eyes were more a secondary sense, but to be completely blind - to be crippled, it would make him prey. His posture shifted a little became more guarded and he looked the other one over. He was no prey. Only the weak became prey and he wasn't prey. He was the one leading, the one standing in front, the one protecting. Not the one in need of protection. "No, not the eyes." he explained calmly, surprised by his own calm "and while I'm not sure who or what an Inquisitor is, if their nails are long enough to pierce their heads, they sound as if they should be long enough." lifting his hands he showed how long he needed the spikes to be. Long enough to go through his chest easily. The smile returned to his face. "So yes, probably something like that." "Do you per chance know where I might be able to buy them?" Or steal them, he didn't care. As long as he got them, as long as he ended up with them in his hands, so that he could use them, could finally, finally close the gap and stop being so confused. He would remember, he was sure. Once he had them, once everything was back the way it was supposed to be he would be alright “I have no idea where I would find them, but I’m sure there are some somewhere in the city.”
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Ah! New person! Hello.
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Lloyd looks at the soldiers tiny brains being overwhelmed by the complex concept of untied bonds, he slips his hands back into the bonds and holds up the playing cards with two bound feet.
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