[ ♫ I had to find you, tell you I need ya, and tell you I set you apart. ♫
Angeal is walking from the clinic, once again his head is a bloody mess of thoughts, memories, conspiracies and questions.
♫ Tell me your secrets, and nurse me your questions - oh lets go back to the start. Hollander, the manipulations of genetic catastrophes. Genesis
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But he knew Zack, he just needed that few odd more pats and a good ruffle to his head and to be reminded that the sun rises in the east and will set in the west - and tomorrow is certainly a new day. ]
... The flower, though it may one day wilt, its seed has been carried and, in some place different, will bloom once again.
I can't really say you're whining like a school girl though, I'm too old to be hanging out with such young ladies.
[ He chuckles and gives Zack a harder pat to the back and slips his hand from behind him, though he keeps his palm curved over his shoulder. ]
So, to keep from blowing it - hold your breath. [ As if it were children's mathematics. Simplest resolution, ever. ]
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Oh no, no no.. you are not coming up in my age group, and taking my old man glory, get back to being a kid, pup.
[ Oh yes, he is laughing nice and hard. ]
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Meh, you'll be all right. You got that ability to bounce back.. a youthful benefit - you know.
[ Only one of the many reasons to indulge in that youth of yours, Pup. ]
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