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The Last Supper - Taisho Roman Revolution
[ The elevator lets you out into a private room: from the decor, it is doubtlessly an enclave of the restaurant you saw earlier on screen.
Your phones have filled with a rather sizable rule list. ]
Your phones have filled with a rather sizable rule list. ]
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I won't be the heart.
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...All right.
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kind of stalls out even thinking about it.]
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rests his head against Shuten's arm and closes his eyes ]
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...If I'm asked to, I'll do it, but...
[that's really all he can say about it.]
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That one wasn't much of a reprieve, no.
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[you lost him bud]
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[ turns a little to face him more and curls his fingers to beckon him to lean down some ]
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I took this very poorly.
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[ lets go, leaning heavily against him again ]
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Not an unreasonable reaction, honestly.
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Isn't it?
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buries his face in his shirt and goes quiet ]
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