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| - Cire: But, I thought you were dead. When your body dissapeared, I searched for you for six months. Zothania: I'm sorry. When I woke up, I couldn't remeber a thing. I went searching for answers when I found my father. He told me about everything but you. That's why I was so excited when i saw and remebered you. Cire: Is that the short story? How did that take six months? Zothania: I don't know. Cire: It's good just to have you back. Zothania: Yeah *moves in* It's good to be back. Cire: Something tells me i need to shut up. Zothania: That something is right. Cire: Shutting up. Zothania: Guess I need to help my dad. Cire: Wait. That trip was too short. Zothania: You're right. Come on! Zothania's Father: I'm so sorry. Zothania: Father! No! Cire: *Draws sword* put him down safely ore die. Monster: You humans are so pathetic. You all need to learn your place. Zothania: No, no *falls to ground and sobs* Cire: This gives me another reason to cut you into shreds. *whistles sharply* Vederas: *yawns* Let me guess, you want me to kick this giant monster's huge ass overboard? That's a good reason to wake me up. Zahn:(who was watching from the side the whole time) Holy hell. What was that? Cire: What? Zothania: The monster *point to the corpse* Cire: That. I don't know. Vederas: Don't know!? You ripped his arms off! Cire: No I didn't. Vederas: Then what's that!? Cire: I thought you did. Zahn: It was fascinating. Your eyes glowed an evil green. I could have sworn your hands had green aura around them, too. Cire: Wow. I wonder how I got this power. Vederas: That makes four of us. Cire: Zothania, how are you holding up? Cire: We'll worry about that on dry land. How do we get to shore? Zahn: The whole time we were talking, we drifted. Cire: How far? Cire: Well this sucks. Zahn: I heard miners are more inland. Maybe there is a colony. Vederas: Good idea. Let's get some supplies from the boat. Zahn: Alright. Cire: I heard that there was an inventor with the resistance here. Zahn: What is he making? Cire: A bow and arrow that can shoot three arrows a second. Vederas: That would be useful. Cire: I guess we need to split up. One group finds the miners. The other finds the inventor. AUGH!! Zothania: Are you ok? Cire: I got slashed over my chest. What do you think? Zothania: Let me help with that. Cire: What? Zahn: Your wound. It's gone. Cire: I can still feel it Vederas: Let's just get on with the plan. Zahn: Agreed Vederas: Me and the talking rock will find the miners. You and your girlfriend find the inventor. Cire: Alright. How will I know where you are? Vederas: I'm cursed. Everyone who has seen me and lived can find me wherever I go. Cire: Oh, crap. Vederas: What? Cire: Didn't you say you met Nightmare? Vederas: Why do you as-oh. Zahn: If I had a hand, I would facepalm. Cire: So we need to hurry.
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