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[OOM:

So shall I fight, so shall I tread,
In this long war beneath the stars;
So shall a glory wreathe my head,
So shall I faint and show the scars,
Until this case, this clogging mould,
Be smithied all to kingly gold.- John Edward Masefield, The Creed

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[aeons_crackshot]

(OOC: That's a wonderful OOM. *Hugs Barney, carefully*)

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[[Thank you!]]

[aberranteyes]

[OOC: *also joins the hug* "...when he bares his teeth, Winter meets its death..."]