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Dec 06, 2008 19:58

[tinkle of silver on a chain]

You've tackled all kinds of viral snafu and lived to report about them. Gunned down, outran, or otherwise endured every man-made horror that would've caused another Raccoon City. For six years now.

And you can't even tell her, straight up, just how often she's on your mind? How the eyes you look upon her with ain't like those you use on anyone else in this damn place? Why the hell's that?

[minutes-long silence]

Because she's special. She's destined for much greater things than you and the kind of 'world' you come from. Even if she felt the same and we know how badly you wish that were so, could you handle the thought that you'd cause her a lot more pain than happiness, looking out for a guy who's got nothing going for him but his guns and wits?

She'll find her man one day. And it won't be you. Get over it.

For now, just wear that cross 24/7. Show her you appreciate how she she went out of her way for you. In return... be a friend whenever she needs one.

...no matter how much that's gonna tear you up to do it.

Miss my jeep. The snow here's begging to be plowed through.

Sylvanas, John: thanks for the save not long ago. Better late than never, right?

snow, matters of the heart

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