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Gives you a bag with hamster butts "I think you dropped these last time."
   "I uhm..."      A sigh as she accepts the bag. No more running away from this.         "Tell no one."
   [D]ying, she thinks, must be an overload of the senses. Pain, and pain, and more pain, until your body crumbles, until your mind can handle no more, until you disassemble and disintegrate. She considers this, as the blood seeps from her shoulder down her shirt, endless streams of scarlet, stains on her gloves and on the ground, the life fading out of her. It's trickling down her face as well, forcing her left eye shut, her scarf is wet to the touch and she knows, from the amount she's lost, from the rate of her heartbeat and the shortness of breath, there's little hope. It's only a matter of time before the soldiers find her, and all the fight she has left within her won't be enough to save her skin.
   She places a hand over her face, head bowing in defeat. There's so much noise in her ears— the alarms, the shouting of commands, the ringing, ceaseless sound of her end approaching. How stupid of a misstep, to have her path to vengeance lead here, barely hidden, bleeding out, all her goals endlessly out of reach. Her other hand clenches into a fist— if only she could fight it away, like she had done with so many of her problems. If only she could tear down her shortcomings, her incapability, all the faults that lead her here.
   But she can't. And the footsteps grow closer.
   When she feels the hand on her uninjured shoulder, she turns instantly, knowing what to expect, ready for one last battle before it all falls apart. Only instead, her wide eyes settle on a familiar figure, and her anger melts away. Confusion, instead, takes its place. Why was he here, of all places?
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Oh. It was Nero. Wonderful. Oren made a face. Maybe if he hid in a corner and stayed really quiet, Nero wouldn't see him and he could keep going on his way.
Not.
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A loud crash was heard as pieces of metal spilled onto the smooth floor where the screws and gears are rolling below a vandal's feet.
"And that's what I call a job well done."Chuckled Ironia"Rust"Knight aka Machine Destroyer known for massive private property damage at corporate factories and offices.
 It was a thrill for the Irish-American teen but the real goal was fighting for workers' union whose pleas is raising the minimum wage so families can keep up the cost of living. However, due to how much power that the fat cats have, it is unlikely possible since they hijacked the government and bribing the politicians.Â
Rust was sent as a wake up call to these businessmen as well a warning if one person who can do this extensively damage within this place in one night. It would be say that boy wasn't human...at least not anymore.Â
"Alright..so what's next?"The dirty blonde asked as he rolls his metal demonic arm called Destroyer.
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If there was anything that Belle hated the most when jumping into different time rifts, it would have to be the abundancy of monsters and her ability to attract many of them at a time. She was a distinguished magnet for trouble, but she was most definitely not proud of that title.
So where was she now? Backed against a corner, with two ravenous demons baying for her blood to be spilled. "Come on now, we don't have to be so rash..." she tried soothing them, half-expecting them to sway to reason. "I didn't do anything to you guys; we don't have to do this."Â