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"Things happen, best you move on and look to the best part in life." He said simply, the words true. |
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"The council, however. . . i'm not too sure," He murmured |
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"I might end up slitting some throats" |
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"Is there any part in that plan where I do too? Because i'd really enjoy to," He chuckled. |
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"You can do whatever te hell you want, love" |
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Gale grinned, a slow smile spreading across his face. "Don't be surprised when funerals get scheduled," |
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"I won't be" She mused, grabbing an orange |
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He chuckled, tossing a pear into the air before throwing a knife at it, the blade sinking into it before clattering on the floor. "Ay, still got it." Gale murmured under his breath |
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Afternoon Storms, then Clearing
