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She casts a look of disdain at him ~ "Your actions and words do not reflect well on your tutor, Maverick." ~ Shakes her head pitifully ~ "All you had to do was ask. For Shatter, at least... it might interest you that I offered Spree this blade not too long ago, as well."
Glancing at Spree, she sees the latter's annoyed stare ~ "I am through with my past; I need no blade to remind me of my heritage." ~ Her heart thumping wildly for Larry's safety, she prays ~ Hold your tongue, Larry, hold your tongue and temper... ~
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