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Jan 03, 2009 00:31

There really never is a quiet moment around here on the West Coast, is it?

Such a pity about Aizen's unfortunate incident, I do hope they manage to find the culprit. I really don't understand how such a thing could be allowed to happen, with all of San Francisco's finest in attendance too.  No one is safe anywhere anymore, but then I guess I should ( Read more... )

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luke7lawliet January 3 2009, 16:23:20 UTC
So you are alive...

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volatile_sands January 3 2009, 16:27:10 UTC
So it would appear.

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luke7lawliet January 3 2009, 16:29:58 UTC
Everyone thought that you were dead... are you OK?

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volatile_sands January 3 2009, 16:37:32 UTC
There seems to be a lot of that going around.

Any injuries sustained have healed for the most part, but other wise I'm perfectly fine. Inquiring one, aren't you?

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luke7lawliet January 3 2009, 16:46:45 UTC
I'm like everyone... just curious to know how someone who was hanging and all burned up like that can be alive.

You got hurt? I'm sorry.

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volatile_sands January 3 2009, 16:50:57 UTC
I would think that rather simple really - that wasn't me.

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luke7lawliet January 3 2009, 16:57:02 UTC
That person died, though. Someone killed him.

Did you ever see the person who killed him?

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volatile_sands January 3 2009, 17:10:02 UTC
So they did. Just as someone attempted to do to Aizen just a few nights ago. Apparently something that is fairly commonplace around here.

I wasn't aware that anyone had even been killed until I was accused of being dead a few days ago, so that answer would be no.

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luke7lawliet January 3 2009, 17:14:53 UTC
Aizen? Really? The politician? Who would shoot him?

But you must have seen who captured you... it was probably the same person...

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volatile_sands January 3 2009, 17:24:40 UTC
Your guess would be as good as my own at this point. There were hundreds of people there, any one of them could have been the one to take the shot.

I saw very little really, it was quite a chaotic time. After the bastard manhandled me off the train, my vision was obscured to prevent me from knowing of my location, or to ensure a proper visualization of the person.

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