[Apostle stepped inside from a long day at the butchers, muscles aching and stained with blood. He walked for his room, stripping off his shirt, and then walked into Caution's room without so much as a knock.]
[He was lying on his bed, both of them pushed together against the far wall. He peered over at Apostle as he entered and nodded. He pulled his legs up so Apostle could take a seat if he wanted to.]
[And sit he did. He scooted up against the wall. His necklace was shining against his bare flesh, and his hands and arms were still stained a coppery red.]
I asked you what the fuck it was. Spit it out.
[His tone carried no heat, and he rolled his shoulders a bit.]
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where'd you hear that?
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Checked my journal at work. What is it?
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Mm... hey.
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I asked you what the fuck it was. Spit it out.
[His tone carried no heat, and he rolled his shoulders a bit.]
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I think I have two personalities.
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Anyway, you can find TVs in the scrapyard. They'll likely be busted in some way though.
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Yeah, I think I'll go hunting tomorrow. Looks like I got a new project on my hands.
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