Mags
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Exactly, participating is always much easier for me in the later stages.
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@Weaver of Lights
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"Yeah, that's what I meant." "Either way though, thank you. I really do owe you a lot for that."
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"I'm sure . . ."
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"That . . . is weird. At least it might throw off any opponents,"
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"Yeah, I mean, your the reason I realized what I was doing was wrong, and you got me out of the games. You pretty much changed my life."
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"Okay, that is weird. How do you know that you don't heal right if you never get hurt?"
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"Ah yeah . . . I was not a great person back then . . . but your the reason I'm better now."
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"So do you just . . . do things wrong no matter what it is? Are there rules to this?"
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"And kind . . . your the kindest person I've ever met."
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"That's a comforting thought I suppose!"
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"Wow . . ." He blushed deeper. "Well, your really pretty."
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"I . . ." His face brightened a little. "Really? No ones ever called me cute before."
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"Well, it's a good thing you have me now, I'll make sure you don't fall of a cliff or something ."
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"You need to be more careful. At this rate, you'll take yourself out."
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"I-Well, nothing." He rubs the back of his neck with his hand.
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I disagree . . . we've got at least three different character interactions going on at the moment. It may be slowing down, but that's just natural as the RP progresses. Not to mention that HG was always been very fast paced for a Shard RP. It's current rate is still faster than many RP's I've been in in the past.
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He glanced at her and then blushed. "I . . I don't know. I was living for Sharpo but now . . ."
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"Right . . ." Sharpo plops down and starts ripping strips of fabric off of the top edge of his sack.
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He smiles back. "Okay!"
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He hesitates, but then it all comes rushing out. "I . . . oh gosh, I don't know. There's just so much. I want to be there to help Sharpo but, there's also this part of me deep down that wants to be there for myself. Not because I enjoyed the games in the past, but because being a part of them was always kind of my purpose. It always felt like I was meant to be in the games, one after another and so . . . I don't know, It feels wrong that I'm on the outside looking in. If there's someone who should be out there it's me, because at least--at least I'm already broken because of it. Y'know? He shouldn't be there, he should be here, living and moving on." His eyes fill with tears. "I can't move on--I've tried so hard."
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"Wisdom comes at a cost I guess." He smiles sadly, "But I'm glad I could help."
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"Oh, but . . . I've seen death before. I'll be alright."
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"Yeah . . . I know it's bad. I'm not good at getting the bad to go away but--I can tell you that you'll get through it. You'll keep surviving, even if you don't want too . . ." He shuffles his feet a bit. "But maybe, you'll live long enough to find something good right? Things are pretty terrible but . . . maybe they won't be tomorrow."
