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#64
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Quiet Man Cometh
We're all mad here.
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Tarja pushed herself off the wall she was pushed into when Dante came hurtling down the stairs. Idiot!
“You want to impale yourself after all of that?” She hissed, holding the bronze sword upright in front of her, the light falling over the bleached deer skull rather than on her own face. Realizing the blind man possibly bad no clue what she was talking about, she just shook her head and grabbed Diogenes by his robes, lifting him off the ground with ease.
“I’ve got a splitting headache so if you would kindly tote the other one along we can get moving.”
Exercising enough telekinetic power to lift the two men off the ground, Tarja pulls Diogenes along and pushes Thomas in Dante’s direction with her knee, her other hand still holding the flaming sword.
Last edited by Quiet Man Cometh; 11-13-2013 at 02:09 AM.
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Posted 11-13-2013, 02:07 AM
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