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	"Yeah. Anyway, I better get back to planning out some...things."
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	Oh, like what?
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	"Uh...I'm keeping that hidden for now."
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	Ah, quest stuff?
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	"No."
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	[b]He's silent.[/b]
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	*Caesar looks back at Patches* Is it gonna be big?
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	"Depends."
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	Sounds like a simple yes or no question
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	"Like I said, it depends." [b]He sounds irritated now.[/b]
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	*Caesar holds up his hands* Okay, okay. relax.
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	[b]He walks off, a lil more pissed than before.[/b]
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	[spoiler]Finito?[/spoiler]
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	[spoiler]Theres still Anri, if you want Caesar to meet her.[/spoiler]
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	[spoiler]I guess.[/spoiler] *Caesar walks around, taking off his helm to reveal his busted up face*
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	[b]Sitting at a table outside, a knightess notices him.[/b] "Oh. Are you okay? You look...hurt."
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	*He turns to face her* Ah, no, I'm okay. On a side note, how much Aspirin can someone have before it becomes lethal?
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	"Aspirin, as in the drug? I believe that over 20 grams can be potentially fatal..."
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	Good to know. What's your name, anyway?
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	"Anri. You seem new, although the sword is...familiar. That is Mortar's sword, yes?"
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	*Caesar nods* You knew Mortar?
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	"In a way, yes. My entire dimension considered him a hero. A savior."
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	hmm... Well, good to know that he was doing good.
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	"Yes, he was. Until the...incident in the arena... He overpowered himself against Smough and ended up..."
 
										 
					 
		    