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NarutardDate: Th, 19.April.12, 10:08 PM | Message # 876
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Jack
I frowned. "Nothing."


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RazDate: Th, 19.April.12, 10:10 PM | Message # 877
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"Shit, now I feel bad. Fine I also came here to rescue you guys."


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NarutardDate: Th, 19.April.12, 10:22 PM | Message # 878
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"Nah, it's okay."


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RazDate: Th, 19.April.12, 10:23 PM | Message # 879
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"I don't understand that sentence Frenchie."


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NarutardDate: Th, 19.April.12, 10:32 PM | Message # 880
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"As in you shouldn't feel bad?"


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RazDate: Th, 19.April.12, 10:34 PM | Message # 881
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"Oh, also, stop making all your sentences questions."


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NarutardDate: Th, 19.April.12, 10:45 PM | Message # 882
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"Sorry, I'm still not very familiar with this English."


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RazDate: Th, 19.April.12, 10:46 PM | Message # 883
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"It's alright but don't make everything a sentence Jack." I say then I stand up and stretched.


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NarutardDate: Th, 19.April.12, 10:54 PM | Message # 884
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"Yes sir."


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RazDate: Th, 19.April.12, 11:03 PM | Message # 885
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"You don't have to call me sir in either of the languages you speak in."


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NarutardDate: Th, 19.April.12, 11:10 PM | Message # 886
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"Oh...okay."


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RazDate: Th, 19.April.12, 11:11 PM | Message # 887
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I walked back to the luggage room and searched around for something.


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ToxicDate: Fr, 20.April.12, 0:30 AM | Message # 888
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I quietly sat in the corner, staring at a spot on my jeans as I tried to comprehend the grief, the loss, and the term 'death'. I could not.


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NarutardDate: Fr, 20.April.12, 7:18 AM | Message # 889
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I looked around and saw Ike. I limped over to him. "Hey."


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ToxicDate: Fr, 20.April.12, 7:40 AM | Message # 890
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Ike's eyes hardly looked up. He turned his head from the light and stared back to the spot on his jeans. He let out a quiet breath that seemed to begin with the letter 'H'. He couldn't completely form the word 'Hello' or 'Hey'

I am only one, but I am one.
 
RazDate: Fr, 20.April.12, 11:58 AM | Message # 891
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I picked up the guitar "here it is." I say then I strap it to my back.


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NarutardDate: Fr, 20.April.12, 5:04 PM | Message # 892
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I manuvered around a bit before I could sit down. I didn't say anything, just sit with him.


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RazDate: Fr, 20.April.12, 5:07 PM | Message # 893
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I walked back to Jack and took the Guitar off my back.


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NarutardDate: Fr, 20.April.12, 5:17 PM | Message # 894
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I looked up and smiled. "My bass!"


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RazDate: Fr, 20.April.12, 5:29 PM | Message # 895
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"I found it while hiding, I didn't think anything of it 'til right now." I say then I sat down next to her.


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ToxicDate: Fr, 20.April.12, 5:32 PM | Message # 896
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Ike
I stood and exited the room slowly.


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NarutardDate: Fr, 20.April.12, 5:36 PM | Message # 897
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"Ike! Wait!"


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ToxicDate: Fr, 20.April.12, 5:39 PM | Message # 898
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Ike
Her voice along with all sound went unheard as I pulled the door closed behind. I walked down the carpeted hall as I searched absentmindedly for a bed.


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NarutardDate: Fr, 20.April.12, 5:41 PM | Message # 899
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I blinked a few times. "I...did I do something?" I asked Scott.


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ToxicDate: Fr, 20.April.12, 5:44 PM | Message # 900
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(She didn't do anything. Ike is in shock from waking up one morning for school and then ending the day by killing three men while your country is bombed.)

I am only one, but I am one.
 
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