44 Blueberry Hill, Front Porch, Wednesday Afternoon

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Sam was blissfully unaware of any and all dragging through the mud of his name that might have gone on earlier in the day at the school by any of the students. He'd had a quiet day -- relatively speaking -- that had thus far consisted of a pair of trips into the city (rain be damned) to clean out the storage locker he'd had there, in the interest

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[truest_black]

Bella decided to take a different route today. Passing by she saw Sam on the porch with the sword. She did a double take and nodded towards it. "Lovely sword." She commented.

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"Thanks," Sam said, looking up. "Present from a friend . . . finally taking care of it like it deserves."

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"That is a very nice present for a friend to get someone." She observed. There was a sword in her fathers study back home that had admired as a child. "Is it a real one or one just for display?"

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"Oh, it's seen its use." Sam smiled slightly and ran a finger over its hilt. "Not in years, though."