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 Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2014 4:34 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2014 4:38 pm
(Psh, not even you goofballs. You seem to be enjoying yourselves. Although Arron maybe not so much. Yay hospitals!)
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2014 4:45 pm
Noticing the frown, Arron raised an eyebrow. "Some...something wrong?" he asked. The mechanic was sinking more into the bed, sleep was calling him unfortunately.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 3:27 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 10:41 am
(Both of you stop apologizing or I shall never tease either of you again. Good grief, it's fine! I'm the one who's interrupting.)
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 12:31 pm
"You were stabbed in the chest. I'll stop frowning once I know you're healthy." Talbot explained simply. They'd both been through quite an ordeal. He was ready to fall asleep himself, as exhaustion and the remaining effects of his dehydration took over.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 12:34 pm
The mechanic simply nodded, his eyes closing. It did not take long before he was deeply asleep. It would take a few days before the hospital would release Arron.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 12:38 pm
Talbot kept himself busy over the two days. He made sure he was recovered himself, then went about refining his sword training with Atticus just outside of the hospital. It seemed that even though it had been four years, he still understood most of what he'd learned before. He was on the fast track to regaining the abilities slavery had robbed him of. Every other moment, he spent keeping Arron company.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 12:51 pm
Over the course of those few days, Arron managed to dispose of the mistress's body remotely using a few robots as well remove the crystal that had been placed in her chest. His reason was that her body would soon begin to decay, & he did not wish to have that in his home. Arron enjoyed his friend's company & watched him practice from the window. Once the mechanic was allowed to leave he did, meeting Talbot out front in a standard wheelchair & a with a prescription for any pain.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 12:59 pm
"It's... about time we put a close to this chapter..." Talbot said, looking from Atticus, to Arron.
"I'd like to burn down the mansion. There are things inside that should never be seen or used again... as well as memories that will forever linger. Will you help me?"Atticus grunted, then lowered himself to the ground a little as if to say "yes, now get on".
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 1:03 pm
"Y-Yes." said Arron with a kind smile. He slowly got on Atticus's back to not cause himself pain. Talbot was correct, it was time to finish the job.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 1:07 pm
The ride to the mansion was quick, but quiet. Talbot seemed to be focused, and in very deep thought. He was determined to put an end to everything. That day, he was ready to leave his past of slavery, and step into his future as a knight. The mansion loomed before them, as imposing and eerie as it had ever been. Every window seemed to have eyes that stared the three of them down, as if the mistress herself was still inside.
"I'm.. ready." Talbot uttered.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 1:19 pm
With a nod, Arron made a few tools appear with the help of his wrist plate. One was a sledge hammer, a can of fuel, & a few sets of matches. He handed the hammer to Talbot saying, "H-Have at it-it first... th-then we'll b-burn it down."
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 1:23 pm
"Thank you..." The knight walked to the steps of the building with the sledge hammer in his hands. He focused on the abuse and torment he'd been given in that very mansion, and struck it with full force, sending an enormous crack across the wall. His swings of the hammer were much like the swings of a sword, and he completely defaced the front of the building in a manner of minutes. He was out of breath once he was done.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 1:34 pm
Arron stared wide-eyed at the sheer power his friend possessed for a few moments. Shaking his head slightly to come out of this awe filled trance, Arron walked up with the fuel can. He opened the front door & began soaking the carpet in it. The fuel smelled terribly. Once the can was empty, Arron stood away from it, offering the knight the box of matches.
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