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( At first, he wrote the entire thing off as a joke, a manipulation. But he kept looking back at the photographs--his father, his mother, his mentor. Clever use of computers could have easily doctored such photos, especially in a place that could rip people through time and dimensions. But he kept staring at them, and he couldn't quite ignore them completely.
One death. How bad could that possibly be? It wasn't as if he'd never done it before, after all. He'd make it quick--slit her throat and be done with it. And he could keep the fate of those pictures at bay a little longer. It was a fair trade, wasn't it?
It was almost two in the morning by the time he got to her house, the sword he'd had made strapped to his back. A quick check of the windows let him know which room she was in; he scaled the wall and had the window unlocked within minutes. He'd sneak in, do the deed, and sneak out. No one had to know. )
( At first, he wrote the entire thing off as a joke, a manipulation. But he kept looking back at the photographs--his father, his mother, his mentor. Clever use of computers could have easily doctored such photos, especially in a place that could rip people through time and dimensions. But he kept staring at them, and he couldn't quite ignore them completely.
One death. How bad could that possibly be? It wasn't as if he'd never done it before, after all. He'd make it quick--slit her throat and be done with it. And he could keep the fate of those pictures at bay a little longer. It was a fair trade, wasn't it?
It was almost two in the morning by the time he got to her house, the sword he'd had made strapped to his back. A quick check of the windows let him know which room she was in; he scaled the wall and had the window unlocked within minutes. He'd sneak in, do the deed, and sneak out. No one had to know. )