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Post by Bishop Samson on Jul 17, 2013 4:11:04 GMT
"There's objects that grant future-sight. Perhaps she was destined to become something terrifying in the years to come. I don't know." Bishop said. "Don't try and play the family-loss card. I lost both parents when I was 14 to a petty corporate rivalry."
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jul 17, 2013 4:12:17 GMT
"I...I wasn't trying to play a card...," she told him. "I was just thinking about that family. She had a sister..."
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Post by Bishop Samson on Jul 17, 2013 4:16:40 GMT
"Let's assume for a moment that I was right, and she was destined to become Sauron in the future. How do you think that sister would feel if her sister was a freaking supervillain? How would her parents feel, knowing their little girl had become the Lady of Darkness?"
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jul 17, 2013 4:17:52 GMT
"I...I don't know...," she said. Tears began to well up in her eyes and her voice started to shake, "I...we don't know if any of that would have happened..."
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Post by Bishop Samson on Jul 17, 2013 4:21:20 GMT
"We took the precaution." Bishop said, resting a hand on her shoulder. "If it was going to happen, now it won't."
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jul 17, 2013 4:23:04 GMT
She put her head against his chest, sobbing into his shirt.
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Post by Bishop Samson on Jul 17, 2013 4:26:26 GMT
Bishop just sort of awkwardly wrapped his arms around her. This was all rather sudden.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jul 17, 2013 4:27:09 GMT
She just cried into his shirt and gripped it with her hands.
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Post by Bishop Samson on Jul 17, 2013 4:32:18 GMT
He continued to hold her, replaying the events in his mind and trying to decide how this had all happened. One moment he wanted to wring her neck, the next he was comforting her.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jul 17, 2013 4:35:30 GMT
She looked up at him with teary eyes, not sure what to do. Should she leave?
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Post by Bishop Samson on Jul 17, 2013 4:37:50 GMT
Bishop just looked back at her. What now?
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jul 17, 2013 4:38:51 GMT
She pushed herself onto her toes to bring them closer to the same height, and kissed him.
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Post by Bishop Samson on Jul 17, 2013 4:41:23 GMT
Bishop reciprocated, deciding to turn his brain off for a moment.
Gale opened the door with his jaws, and closed the door behind him, before curling up in front of it and going to sleep.
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Post by Noa Clarke on Jul 17, 2013 4:42:45 GMT
She stopped kissing him and moved to his bed, pulling him by the arm towards it.
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Post by Bishop Samson on Jul 17, 2013 4:44:51 GMT
Bishop allowed himself to be led, not allowing his mind to screw this up.
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