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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/8/2016 9:23:30 PM
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"Sounds like my kind of place.."
[i] He says quietly. He loved the darkness, it was a wetboy's dream environment. He shook his head at that thought, Chloe didn't know that was his title either. Wetboy's were far better than assassins.
Assassin's had targets, Wetboy's had deaders. In the sense that once they were marked for a contract, they were as good as dead. [/i]
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[i]"Seems... Modest. I like it."[/i] [b]Chloe was far beyond tired of the extravagant citadels and the rooms of her home... This... This was much better.[/b] [i]"Well... I guess that makes the journey all the more... Simple..."[/i]
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[i] Desmond scoffed but didn't say anything. Right when you thought things were simple, shit got complicated.[/i] "I'm right here. Yell if you need anything." [i] That's if she could wake him up from the coma he was about to be in after three days of no sleep. [/i]
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[i]"Then... Until we speak again..."[/i] [b]She gave a warm smile and slight bow, padding to the door and twisting the handle to peep inside, slipping in a moment later and disappearing into the room.[/b]
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[i] He nodded to her and retreated into his own room, door shutting silently.[/i] (End.)
