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[The door to her bedroom creeks open, and Wingy pokes her head out slowly, eyes darting back and forth down the hallway. Sword in hand, she steps out and takes a good look around before going for the kitchen. Too much time spent in her room has made her tummy empty... approach scared girl with caution. 8|]

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[ scowls to himself. ] It would take a lot for me to hate you at this point.

[ there's a loud sound from his wings as he momentarily loses control and they flap angrily against the sofa. ]

Who?

Some friend he turned out to be. [ practially spits the word out and rests a hand firmly over hers, gripping it tightly. ] I want details. Every little thing you can remember about him that makes him unique.

Stop apologizing for something that isn't your fault.

[ removes the arm from her waist in order to slip away from her and stand, taking up his sword, hooking it to his belt. ] Hmm... Then that will make my job all the more easy, now won't it?

[ strides to the door and stops, hand on the hilt of his sword. ] To take care of this problem before it gets out of control.

I'll see to it that he does. For good.

I didn't get this far by being reckless.

[ nods in return. ]

Keep your sword on you at all times.

I will.

[ hesitates at the door. ]

Also try to stay in populated areas. I'll be as quick as possible.

Okay, I'll be careful.

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