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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 6:26 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 6:48 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 7:05 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 7:21 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 7:47 pm
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Rakazi
"Yes, but I deserve it." Rakazi replied calmly, refusing her help and getting up himself. Most of his sleeve was in shreds, and gasped when she started touching his arm. Rakazi was about to pull his arm away when she let go and backed off. He didn't have to ask to know why, the one glance at her told him everything. Peeling the sleeve off, he cringed and let the shirt fall to the ground, seeing as he had never cared to pull the other sleeve on in the first place. Rakazi stood still for a moment, his chest bare, his arm bleeding down his arm and a couple other, smaller cuts all across his upper body. A large scar running from his shoulder all the way across his chest was now quite visible. Rakazi stepped over to Iristania, grabbing her with his one good arm and forcing her head right next to his neck. "There's no point in running off, just do it." He told her.
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 8:07 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 8:27 pm
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