[b]Lucien salutes with a chuckle.[/b]
[i]"Alright. Thanks for the help... I'll have to catch you around later... Maybe buy you a frilly drink at bar."[/i]
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	"It'd be wasted. I don't drink frilly drinks."
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	[i]"Well... Until I find a hard scotch, may Vishnu find you blessed."[/i] [b]With a silly bow, Lucien marches off, throwing a claw over his head in farewell.[/b]
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	"Saint Peter keep you." Blackburn walked into the other direction. [spoiler]end[/spoiler]
 
										 
					 
		    