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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 8:49 am
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The image sighed and looked away. "Don't look at me like that," he spoke. "This is difficult enough already."
Although clearly there was more explanation to be had. "All my life I've been used by people. My father, Van, Team Rocket. And to each one of them I've always been loyal. I wanted to please them, to play my role well and get a pat on the back." His eyes narrowed slightly, but he still wasn't looking directly at who he was speaking to.
"I've only recently come to realize how meaningless it all is. When I finally met my brother, I saw what I could have had, and I hated him for it. Not just my name, family, and title but... freedom, real friends, and a life."
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 9:39 am
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 10:00 am
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"A life I could never have," Asch continued. "But if it hadn't been for him, I may have never seen mother again, or made peace with father. If only for a short time, I was finally able to relive what it was like again. And for that, I owe him."
The red head them moved to sit on a nearby bed. "Now he's going to die any day, and I have the power to save him. He needs a heart, and since he's my twin, it would be a perfect match." The young man explained, lifting a hand to grip at his chest.
Asch's face contorted a bit, finally showing some emotion just before he dropped his face into his hands. "I don't -want- to die. But it might just be more unbearable to let him die. Van would get what he wanted, and I can't let that happen. This is a decision I can, and will make for myself." The last part said with a bitter determination as he looked up again.
"He can live the life I can't, and... he can take a piece of me with him." This said as if he took some comfort in that.
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 10:19 am
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 10:34 am
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 10:45 am
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 10:50 am
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 11:20 am
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Luke sat in silence for a time, taming his breath and mind. At length, he drew and exhaled a long sigh and moved to stand, his posture straight and his expression steady, a decision made. "I'm not as reliable as Asch," he said, "I'm not a very good trainer, and I don't fight well. But I want to be someone with the strength to prevent this kind of thing from happening again, to anyone." Beseechingly, he turned to properly face the dark-types. "For this, will you work together with me?"
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 11:33 am
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Posted: Sun May 12, 2013 12:08 pm
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