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[soulofocean]

[Accidental Voice] [*]

...Why is it that I can't... [Some rustling noise, then silence broken only by heavy breath.]

Boy, it's bleeding... I'm sore...

I-is it too late? Perhaps it's too late. But if he did something... I...

No. No, I refuse to believe that!

[End Voice]

NEVER MIND YESTERDAY. There you have it, in big fat bold.

Curse. That's

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[concept_killer]

I don't want to be the bearer of bad news but...

[soulofocean]

Okay, here's when I hate humanity

Don't... even get started down that road, could you?

[concept_killer]

You're going to have to tell me which one.

[soulofocean]

The one you were about to take, bearer of bad news.

[concept_killer]

And there's three different ways to do that.

[soulofocean]

...Three.

Is there one that ends in me NOT yelling at you?

[concept_killer]

I just talking about the one that goes into you bleeding.

[soulofocean]

My knees. I got cuts on my knees.

...Oh boy. My forehead too.

[concept_killer]

If I could heal people, I'd really do you in.

[soulofocean]

...I know you would.

But healing's not exactly my biggest problem, but how I got hurt.

[concept_killer]

Let me guess. You don't know.

[soulofocean]

No.

But I can guess. That makes it far worse.

[concept_killer]

What are you guessing?

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[soulofocean]

There's this thing about Mayuri...

But other stuff piled up now.

private;

[concept_killer]

Want me to take care of him?

private;

[soulofocean]

What...

There's no way you can do that alone!