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Abnormal-Child	Jul 9 2008, 11:55 AM
Administrator Posts: 538 Group: Admin Member #1 Joined: April 13, 2008	"Then why do people come mister? Why do people come to watch people hurt other people?” “Because humanity is sick…”, he muttered to himself quietly, his head dropped slightly as he gazed down into his tea. He was sick. His eyes flicked up at the sound of crashing china. As a reflect his free hand was touching the hilt of his sword. "Oh, I'm so sorry mister, I didn't mean to drop your pretty cup” Watching for a moment as she went to clear up the shards but quickly rose to his feet and moved to her side. “We wouldn’t want you to cut yourself“, he said with a smile as he removed a leather cloth from his jacket pocket and swept the shards to one side. “Are you feeling alright my dear”, he asked with a smile as he returned to his seat. His eyes wondered off toward the arenas centre, he was the scene, a bitter smile ran across his lips. “I see, maybe we should take you back to the prince, or do you want to stay for a little longer?”, he asked in a soft tone.


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