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Part 1
Because no matter what happens, it's always Seph's fault one way or the other.
Being so, she was commanded to find Ferrahn and talk to him.
| Seph: Geez...Why's it always me who has to go try and fix things? -_- Razkil does it fine on his own.
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| Seph: Ah...there he is. -_- Heck. He'd to choose this spot. It's always dirty here.
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| Seph: Erm...they sent me to see how you were doing.
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Ferrahn: Go away before I scratch your eyes out.
Seph: . . . I'd be a lot more intimidated if you'd put your heart into it. -_-
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Ferrahn: _Don't_ bother me right now. I'm not in the mood.
Seph: Ferrahn, we're worried. You've kept away for days. When are you joining us again?
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Ferrahn: . . . I'll think about it.
Seph: . . . like I said, we're worried.
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Ferrahn: And what would 'we' be worried about?
Seph: You not ever coming back?
Ferrahn: . . .
Seph: . . .
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Ferrahn: How interesting that I'd just been thinking about that.
Seph: -_-
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Ferrahn: Now go away and leave me to my thoughts.
Seph: -_-
Ferrahn: And you can let them know that I don't need any of their concern.
Seph: Hell, you stupid cat. Can't you just admit that you're hurt?
Ferrahn: And who'd have been able to hurt me?
Seph: -_-
Ferrahn: Go.
Seph: Okay. I'll let them know you're doing okay. -_-
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| Ferrahn: *tugs at his chain*
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