-Looks out over the desolate city, his one good eye hindered by a forming bruise just underneath it and spreading over his cheek. He started in direction for the apartments, cloth items under one arm while the other held his cracked sword over his shoulder
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Ah...hello?
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... Yes?
-First instinct would have been to ignore it, but after meeting the butt of an automatic to his face for the simple refusal to give his name, he wasn't going to take any chances.=
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Sorry, don't mean to be a bother. Er, did you just arrive recently?
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Who wants to know?
-His voice was calm and cool.=
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Mmm. You should get that checked out.
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... That bad is it?
-More of a slightly defeated statement than a question. He didn't really want to see any medic that wasn't Braska. Too bad the man wasn't around anymore.=
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-He had gone through a lot worse than this... but that was in his normal world. And the a-lot-worse was fatal. He supposed he would find this... healer... after he got settled.=
Where might I find them?
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Seems the soldiers gave you a warm welcome...
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Warm indeed...
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-He had gone through worse and survived to tell of it, or at least show it through the use of memory-projecting pyreflies. Though he supposed dying and returning as an unsent didn't count as surviving.=
This appears to be my knew home... Fascinating.
-Feigned joy on that note. The best.=
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