[It's typical for a January evening in Camp Fuck You Die to be chilly - chilly for Louisiana, anyway. This particular evening is quiet and deathly so, with only the occasional gust of wind rattling the branches disturbing the silence. And that crow that keeps cawwing whether it's dusk or the break of freaking down. And that damn cricket that won't
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Ooh, Kanji~ wanna give it a try? Just like this!
[ . . . grinding on it]
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Hmhmhmhm~
Well I do enjoy a good pole! Oh, I'm so naughty.
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*yeah he's ... still holding that sword rather dangerously*
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Tee-hee! Isn't it a nice day?
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... If you're a fan of creepy at night, then sure. Real nice!
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