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dickpunchingarsonist) wrote2010-07-17 08:17 pm
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IC Burninating the countryside
*Close to the edge of the barrier, far from the center of camp, a cornfield has just caught fire. The cause? A certain mopey archangel of fire who is currently hanging out on a nearby tree branch.*
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Careful.
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Hey.
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I hate her, I hate this place, I want to go home.
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You don't hate her.
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I know. That doesn't mean... what they are to you, to both of us-- is worthless. We won't stop caring about them... even if we want to.
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