[Thick ribbons of smoke recoil and extend, sliding across a desk that has seen some serious battle damage. A drawer hangs preciously from its hinges as plumes of smoke unfurl across the desk. In the thicket of it all, a hand forms, fingers stretching and hover. A pile of rocks teeters in the silvery sea; it is a towering mass without much direction
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Now piss off.
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This is new for you.
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[ There's a bit of rustling as he finds a ledge to put the device on - setting up for a conversation, by the sounds of it. Voice lowering, he adds: ] Do you think all men are born evil?
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Feeling better?
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You're much more handsome when you aren't angry.
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About earlier - next time I tell you not to come, it's best you don't. Worry about yourself before you gallop off trying to save someone else.
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