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12/23/2015 2:55:35 AM
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[b]Mute looks at it im silence [/b]
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"What?"
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"Oh, it's nothing" [b]he takes a bite[/b]
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"Alright." Roger hands some food to Tara. [b]She happily accepts the food and begins to eat.[/b]
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[b]His eyes become glazed as he starts to think[/b]
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"So, what are you thinking about?" Roger asks.
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"The past..."
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"Hm? The past..." Roger pauses. "I think about the past sometimes."
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"I've been having flashbacks, lately"
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"I've had those before, bloody things."
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"Breaking things..."
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"Yeah..." [spoiler]It is bed time![/spoiler]
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[spoiler]it's 4:33 am for me, shhh[/spoiler] "Scarring things"
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Roger remains silent.
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[b]He continues to eat[/b]
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[b]"These claws are amazing! The shape and design are so stunning." Tara says as she works.[/b] "That's good Tara."
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"Happy you like 'em"
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[b]"Thank you!" She continues to be engrossed in her work.[/b] Roger smiles, "its good to see her this happy.
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"It is" [b]he says with a smile[/b]
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"Yeah." Roger gets up. "I'll keep watch for now." He steps outside, spear in hand.
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"I think I'll go for a walk" [b]he gets up[/b]
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"Be careful."
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"I will be" [b]he hugs Tara and walks out the door with just his spear[/b]
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[b]Tara lays down to sleep.[/b] Roger keeps watch.
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[b]Once outside he walks to the top of the hill[/b]
