Reed stands up, "Informative.. to say the least."
"So guys, what will you be doing?" He asked to his coterie mates.
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Reed stands up, "Informative.. to say the least."
"So guys, what will you be doing?" He asked to his coterie mates.
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Zen smiles. "Yeah, I would. Let's go." She stands and leads Ace out of the theater.
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Asa heard Nicolo speaking, but didn't listen. Seeing Gabriel again had dredged up memories; and although watching the fucker burn had appeased the rage, the memory of that night alone was unpleasant.
He realized that he really didn't give a shit about personally making sure some Kine got tucked into bed safely. Olivette could do it -- and if she couldn't, well, he'd deal with that mess later. What he wanted was to see his favorite Shadow. Asa sent the text to Olivette as Nicolo finished speaking.
As soon as people started moving, Asa stood and started moving towards Ishani.
Olivette read the text, with some apprehension, and then did as she had been told. Knocking on the partition, she asked the driver to return to the park, as she sat with Joe.
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Nicolo's words ring true in Harry's ears. The man they had all watched burn was a fool, there was no denying it. The Heavenly Father had a plan, and His Damned had to be very crafty in order to rise above their punishment and do His work. The Priest had spoken concisely and eloquently. He could see why the Prince had chosen him.
After a moment's reflection, Harry got up and walked out of the Grindhouse. He had a lot to think about this night.
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Mrs. Scotts headed over to Icarus and bowed, waiting for him to acknowledge her.
Joe ran through his thoughts about the man that burned. When they arrived at the park, he asked Olivette if there was anything else. If not, he had other matters to attend to.
Olivette shakes her head in the negative, and wishes Joe a good night. Her demeanor is sincere, and touched with apology at what he's been through. With a blush, she returns his clothes and tells him to keep the suit.
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Joe O'Connel:
Thank you madam. He leaves.
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