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03-17-2009, 05:22 PM
"Sounds like fun." He looked at Rian. "You can sit up here at the bar, y'know, it's kinda hard to eat your food from the ground." He turned on the nearby radio and made a face. "Great, Three Dog's going on about the Good Fight again." He took a bite of the potatoes and stared at the radio blankly.
"... and that's all for news from the Brotherhood of Steel today. Local yokels from the Republic of Dave are in an uproar over our favorite vault vigilante, 101, dethroning their "president" in an election up there and let's face it, people, it's about time! Guy wouldn't let the traders in, that's just rude." There was a laugh. "And now for some sweet tunes." The man's voice cut out as a song started.
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION.
DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION.
THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END...
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