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"it's starting to rain..." (Tora @Ask-My-Twisted-Creations)

Rocklaw looked out the window of the ancient castle turned classy hotel and frowned. Looked like a storm was coming. Great. Didn’t seem like he was going anywhere. He paused when he noticed someone he somehow hadn’t noticed before, though he reasoned they may have come in when he was eating. It was an interesting looking striped man from what he could see from his backside. The rockstar got up from the small round breakfast table he had been seated at and walked over.

“Oi, I noticed there really isn’t anyone else in this place. Are you staying because of the rain?” he asked in an attempt to start a little friendly conversation. There was something oddly eerie about the hotel and as a result he was disquieted. It was unnaturally silent, and whether he had an affinity for it due to his voice voice fruit powers or not, he had noticed that there was not a single human voice or sound even though he had seen people working when he had entered the grand establishment.

Tora glanced at the other man, before focusing on the window. “I dislike the rain, and this was the nearest hotel. My ship’s on the other side of the island.” He sounded so calm, no sign of his internal panic at the thought of being out in the rain, except the twitching of his tail.

Rocklaw looked out the window took, though his eyes were drawn by the twitching tail for a moment. The guy must have been a devil fruit eater, right? Or maybe not. Either way, he was definitely a very interesting looking man. He looked back out the window a moment before he moved over and leaned against the wall by the window.

“Yeah, my ship is on another island. I came here for a photo shoot while they took care of some business,” he paused. “Isn’t this hotel sort of… creepy?” he asked. Rocklaw didn’t scare very easily, and it wouldn’t be right to say he was scared, more very off put. He kept having this feeling of dread, and a regret for having ever stepped inside. It really made him want to leave, storm coming or not. But he was trying to ignore the irrational feelings.

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He turned to the other man as he spoke. His ears twitched, swiveling around in search of noise. He hadn’t noticed how unsettling the building was before his companion spoke up. The lack of noise inside of the building, added to the sound of rain outside, made his fur raise in discomfort. He focused back on the other man. “Yes. It’s very creepy.”

Rocklaw nodded and looked back toward the interior of the hotel. Something was very off. Should they remain? Or should they leave? His companion didn’t like rain though. Though it wasn’t like he knew the guy or owed him anything, but the good Samaritan in him couldn’t just leave someone in a place that gave a negative vibe.

“Wanna chance the rain? Rain sucks but, this place is starting to really creep me out and I got nowhere to go, but I could help you get back to your ship,” Rocklaw offered. Perhaps they were overreacting, but something just… the more he stood there, the more he felt something ominous filling the air around them. As if the rain had brought an evil presence to life from the bowels of the hotel.

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“Fine.” He hates the rain. But this place is making him feel even worse. He doesn’t want someone he just met to know his greatest fear, but he can pretend to suck it up for a few hours to get back to the ship. Even if his tail is already moving erratically.

The guy did mention he had nowhere else to stay, so he should just offer the guy something. He’s been nice and helpful this whole conversation, and even offered to walk Tora to his ship. He would’ve noticed how disturbing the building was on his own, eventually, but by that time it he would’ve been on his own, which would’ve made the whole thing worse. “You can stay at my ship, if you need to.”

Rocklaw heaved a sigh of relief. He had somewhere to go! And it was not the creepy hotel! He pushed from the wall and touched his jacket.

“It’s not much, but it’ll help keep the rain off of you a little,” he offered. The blonde turned to look at the currently open main doors, excited to get out when, as if there had been some menacing figure overhearing them, the doors slammed shut with a resounding bang. THe rockstar flinched at the sound as his heart for an inexplicable reason skipped a beat in dread. It was just a hotel, why was it leading him to give into nightmarish thoughts? Worried when he shouldn’t have been, he jogged over to the doors and tried to push them open, they didn’t budge. Then he pulled, they still did not open. His brows furrowed in frustration and increasing concern as he tried again, the muscles of his tattooed arms tensing to impressive definition as he put his whole body into moving the doors. Nothing. Not good! He tried the handle, it moved as if unlocked but the doors did not move.

“Uh, we got a problem,” he stated.

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“Let me try.” Tora is not ok with this. His fur is still erect from the door slamming shut, and he’s really starting to panic. If it weren’t raining outside he’d be much more calm, but the only thing he can hear is the rain, so he’s very much on edge. He just wants to get back to his crew at this point.

“Snow-Tiger Freezing Slash!” He pounced and slashed at the door, but his claws bounced off and hit the floor. The slash marks he left immediately froze over, as well as the surrounding floor. He then proceeded to lose his balance on the ice, falling on his face.

Rocklaw moved back and watched his companion attack only for it fail. His brows furrowed as he bent down some and offered a friendly hand.

“Looks like we’re stuck in here. Perhaps we should stick together and try figure out what’s going on,” Rocklaw offered. There was a strange cracking echo then and the lights suddenly shut off, slamming them into darkness.

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He grabbed the offered hand for balance, and started to push himself up with his other limbs. He was about to respond to the other man, when the lights went out, startling him, causing him to slip again. “Fuck!”

He had managed to still have a firm grasp on his companion’s hand, and ended up pulling him down too. “Sticking together sounds good.” He stated wearily.

Rocklaw gasped when he felt the unexpected pull when the tiger man slipped again and fell forward, all seven and a half feet of the rock star crashing into the other. However, Rocklaw did manage to clumsily catch himself to keep the brunt of his weight off of the man.

“Yeah,” Rocklaw agreed.

“Though we should perhaps try to keep a low profile and be quiet,” he added in a whisper, hoping that such a suggestion would dissuade his companion and now comrade from using his ice powers if they were going to be tripped up by it. Slowly, Rocklaw stood and pulled a gold Zippo lighter from his jacket pocket. He didn’t smoke in the least, but he liked it’s design as it had his jolly roger engraved with a few gems pressed into its design. He flipped the lid and a large flame spouted up, giving the immediate area a dull orange glow. He offered out his hand again, this time ready to actually get his new friend up off of the ice.

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“Right. Quiet is good.” He whispered to the man, before taking his hand again. When he’s back on his feet, he look around, but doesn’t let go. He’d rather not take the risk of being separated from his only companion.

“I can see in the dark, and my hearing’s pretty good. I’ll keep watch.” He whispers, glancing at the other man, ears swiveling to listen for any sounds besides the storm outside. “You got anything to add to the table?”

Rocklaw nodded, satisfied with his companion’s suggestion. However at the question he gave a rueful smile and shrugged before he held up his lighter.

“Some light? And a calm head?” he offered, feeling a tad bit guilty about his uselessness. He really didn’t have much to physically offer, but he was quiet good at keeping his calm in high stress environments. So perhaps he could help provide them with stable support?

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“A calm head is good. I’m barely holding it together right now and really need someone to do the planning.” He wouldn’t normally admit to being terrified, but this man is his only ally in a possibly hostile environment. Trying to lie about his own stability could get them killed. “I’ll be a bit more calm when the rain stops.”

Rocklaw nodded, impressed with his companion’s willingness to admit to be scared. He was too of course. Rocklaw smiled.

“Glad you’re willing to be so open with me,” he decked before offering out his hand in a shake.

“Since we’re going to be working together we should introduce ourselves I think. My name’s Dunkle Rocklaw, captain of the Dunkle Pirates and frontman of the metal group Dunkle Fantasy,” he introduced, his eyes and smile friendly and open.

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He shook the offered hand. “Tora, captain of the Bishie Pirates.” He can’t help but smile back. Most people aren’t so open or friendly.

He hasn’t heard of Dunkle Fantasy before, but Shiro had lost them news coo service ages ago, so not being in the know is normal for him. He’ll ask later, when they aren’t in the dark, creepy, possibly haunted, and definitely not friendly hotel.

Do law smiled, relieved that he now knew a name to the face. And if they were ever separated or needed to get each other’s attention, having a name to call would be a good thing. Rocklaw jumped a little when there was a loud creak very reminiscent of a heavy door, before they heard a bang and foot steps walking around. Listening, Rocklaw pin pointed the location, by of course, up the mains staircase. Of course.

“Does that sound like it’s up the grand staircase to you?” Rocklaw asked softly. He wanted to be careful, even if it turned out to be an actual employee. Though that would be the first sighting for him.

“Wanna go up? Nice and slow? Might actually be someone else,” Rocklaw asked. Though he worried, it was normal for people to be surprised or say something when the power went out, but so far all they heard were the classic sounds of horror.

Tora twitched at the sudden creaking. The bang made him jump, fur raised and ears flattened. When he heard Rocklaw’s question, he lifted his ears to listen carefully to the footsteps. "Definitely on the next floor,” he whispered.

“If we go up, we do it quietly. I didn’t hear anything before that door opened, and I don’t trust whoever’s up there. I want to see them before they notice us.” He crouched down and began slinking towards the staircase in a manner reminiscent of a cat stalking their prey.

#reply #rp thread #the spooks!

Rocklaw nodded in agreement. He also wanted to see who it was before they saw them. Who knew what it was, everything was just too unnatural. Rocklaw hunched down and began to sneak behind Tora as they reached the staircase. Pressing himself against the side of the rail, he slowly climbed the steps. It was hard on his thighs given his crouched position and his back was aching slightly, but discomfort could be dealt with much easier than possible He reached the top of the stairs, his heart beating hard and louder in his ears with each step. He could still hear the feet, but oddly enough, it never sounded like they were making any progress, he couldn’t tell if they were closer to the footsteps, or further. It didn’t make sense. He stopped, his heart slamming in his chest as he carefully turned his head just enough to peak around the top of the stair, but all he saw, was a dark hallway.

“Empty?” he muttered quietly. And then he realized, in the second or two it took for him to take a peak, the footsteps had stopped. But he knew for damn certain, he never heard the footsteps fade as if someone had walked away. His heart flipped in dread. Stuff like this was not his forte.

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"it's starting to rain..." (Tora @Ask-My-Twisted-Creations)

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Rocklaw heaved a sigh of relief. He had somewhere to go! And it was not the creepy hotel! He pushed from the wall and touched his jacket.

“Uh, we got a problem,” he stated.

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Rocklaw moved back and watched his companion attack only for it fail. His brows furrowed as he bent down some and offered a friendly hand.

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He had managed to still have a firm grasp on his companion’s hand, and ended up pulling him down too. “Sticking together sounds good.” He stated wearily.

“Yeah,” Rocklaw agreed.

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Rocklaw nodded, satisfied with his companion’s suggestion. However at the question he gave a rueful smile and shrugged before he held up his lighter.

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Rocklaw nodded, impressed with his companion’s willingness to admit to be scared. He was too of course. Rocklaw smiled.

“Glad you’re willing to be so open with me,” he decked before offering out his hand in a shake.

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He shook the offered hand. “Tora, captain of the Bishie Pirates.” He can’t help but smile back. Most people aren’t so open or friendly.

#rp thread #spooks!#the spooks!

Do law smiled, relieved that he now knew a name to the face. And if they were ever separated or needed to get each other's attention, having a name to call would be a good thing. Rocklaw jumped a little when there was a loud creak very reminiscent of a heavy door, before they heard a bang and foot steps walking around. Listening, Rocklaw pin pointed the location, by of course, up the mains staircase. Of course.

"Does that sound like it's up the grand staircase to you?" Rocklaw asked softly. He wanted to be careful, even if it turned out to be an actual employee. Though that would be the first sighting for him.

"Wanna go up? Nice and slow? Might actually be someone else," Rocklaw asked. Though he worried, it was normal for people to be surprised or say something when the power went out, but so far all they heard were the classic sounds of horror.

"Sneaky!" (Kai wants an autograph tbh)

Rocklaw paused and squinted at the mysterious figure half hiding behind a tree from where he sat at in an outside eating area at a cafe. Jordan sat across from him, holding a menu in his hands.

“Oi? You see that? Think I got a stalker,” Rocklaw said, catching his first mate’s attention while trying to covertly point in the direction of the shadowed figure. Jordan openly looked at the hiding spot, brown eyes serious and on guard. But after a moment he gave a grunt and looked back at his menu.

“Eh? Jordan?” Rocklaw asked, disbelieving of the man’s nonchalance.

“How about you go talk to them, you ARE a pirate captain. Don’t be a wuss,” Jordan declared and Rocklaw frowned before giving a pout.

“Cold man, so cold. I can’t believe we’re related,” Rocklaw grumbled. Jordan lowered the menu and gave his captain a pointed look.

“Because we’re not,” he said flatly, and Rocklaw gave a look of mock hurt.

“You wound me! You practically raised me! That makes us family! Jerk!” With an angry hiss at the end of his outcry, he stood, towering over most around him as he composed himself and walked over toward the mysterious shadow figure watching him. He then gave his handsome people smile and waved

“Hello there!”

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Kai barely restrains herself from flailing or simply staring at Rocklaw. Honestly, she does think he is pretty cool and even enjoys his music, but she is here on a mission!

“Hello!” She replies, voice just a bit too loud. She winces and coughs, looking up at Rocklaw and suddenly feeling as if she is shorter than her crewmate Rin. “I was wondering if I could… get your autograph?”

Pulling a sheet of nice stationary paper and a pen out, Kai can’t help herself from feeling just a bit silly. Never in her life had she ever thought she’d be asking an (admittedly kinda hot) pirate-musician-guy for an autograph. To be fair, nothing in Kai’s life ever goes normally anyways.

Rocklaw paused, blinked, and then smiled at the warm reception. So she wasn’t a creepy stalker.

“Sure!” Rocklaw answered as he walked up and took the paper before bending down with his leg mildly raised to sign the paper as neatly as possible. And luckily, he managed a good signature.

“I hope you uh… like it,” he said with a charming smile and warm green eyes.

“I uh, guess you like my uh… um… music, eh?” Rocklaw asked, now just a tidbit nervous.

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“Hm? Yes, I do! It’s pretty good,” she replies, looking at the autograph with satisfaction before looking back up at Rocklaw. “Although, I have a friend who is an even bigger fan. He’s a bit… busy, right now,” she says, a small drop of sweat rolling down her forehead. Her friend Sora’s “business” was only caused because he attacked some old woman’s chickens and brought them back to the ship for dinner, and now he was being forced to run errands for the lady and get new chickens for her.

To be fair, they HAD told him to hunt something down for dinner. They probably should have known better. Anyways.

“Thank you very much for this!” Kai says, bowing down a bit in gratitude. “Sorry for disrupting your day; I hadn’t meant to stare earlier.”

Rocklaw smiled and nodded.

"Oh, I understand. I hope he likes the autograph. And I hope you enjoy the new album when it's released," he said, still not quite sure how to handle the situation. Sometimes it as truly hard to believe that he was a leader of anything. But Rocklaw was a man that stepped up to the plate when it was needed, even if he's good alone.

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#rp thread #autograph

"it's starting to rain..." (Tora @Ask-My-Twisted-Creations)

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Rocklaw heaved a sigh of relief. He had somewhere to go! And it was not the creepy hotel! He pushed from the wall and touched his jacket.

“Uh, we got a problem,” he stated.

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Rocklaw moved back and watched his companion attack only for it fail. His brows furrowed as he bent down some and offered a friendly hand.

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He had managed to still have a firm grasp on his companion’s hand, and ended up pulling him down too. “Sticking together sounds good.” He stated wearily.

“Yeah,” Rocklaw agreed.

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Rocklaw nodded, satisfied with his companion’s suggestion. However at the question he gave a rueful smile and shrugged before he held up his lighter.

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Rocklaw nodded, impressed with his companion's willingness to admit to be scared. He was too of course. Rocklaw smiled.

"Glad you're willing to be so open with me," he decked before offering out his hand in a shake.

"Since we're going to be working together we should introduce ourselves I think. My name's Dunkle Rocklaw, captain of the Dunkle Pirates and frontman of the metal group Dunkle Fantasy," he introduced, his eyes and smile friendly and open.

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Hey! It’s one of those inbox memes

Send me a 🌹 if you have a romo crush on me

Send me a 💐 if you have a platonic / qpp crush on me

Send me a 🌻 if you want to be friends

Send me a 🌼 if you have an unspecified crush on me

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I'd sing ya a... a... song, but uh.... Jordan sorta... banned me from singing for the week. So instead, I'll uh.... hmm... wanna grab a bite? I'll pay!

The surgeon smiled at the rockstar and shrugged, “Sounds good to me, but what did you do to get banned from your day job?”

“I uh… we ran into this jerk that was uh… what’s the word… belittle? Yeah, belittling my crew. I warned him and told him, and he wouldn’t listen. Then I sorta… eheh… got mad. So I made him feel bad using my, you know what, but then he got super vocal and started sobbing and wailing and the marines noticed us… uh… recognized me and well… I’m grounded for the week now.” Rocklaw hung his head in shame, clearly embarrassed

The raven laughed a bit he should have guessed. Rocklaw was always in some kind of predicament, he smiled at the blond captain.

“Well if that’s the case should we eat somewhere private where no one will recognize us?” he hate to have the other grounded further on his account.

Rocklaw smiled, relieved that he wasn’t being laughed at for all the shenanigans he caused his crew. Sometimes he truly felt that Jordan was a better suited Captain, but Jordan kept telling the blonde that he was made for the job.

“It’s your birthday, you choose,” Rocklaw said, a handsome smile curving his lips. And he knew that at least the most popular place among the marines would be out of the question as it was a sandwich place.

Law thought about his options for a bit, he remembered a local place that had been good before and was rarely visited by marines.

“There is a place in town that would be nice. I can lead you there if you’d like, or we can dine in private aboard one if our ships.”

Rocklaw put his hands to his exposed sides, as he wore his usual jacket, leaving him habitually half naked. His ship had Jordan, Jordan was still mad. Nope, not his ship. Out of the question. It was hard to be under that guy’s angry eyes.

“We could eat at your ship or the place you’re thinking, you get to choose birthday boy!” Rocklaw said, grinning. Though if they ate at Law’s ship it really wouldn’t be him treating the fellow captain to lunch. But perhaps he could think of something else.

Law smiled,

“Alright then, let’s explore the town and I can show you the place.” as long as he stayed alert there would be no need to worry. Plus it had slipped his mind that the Tang wasn’t an option right now. Penguin and Shachi had warned him not to come back early, the surgeon suspected a party was in the works. It had only been mildly annoying to be told he wasn’t allowed near his own ship, but he didn’t want to upset his crew so he had agreed to the terms.

Rocklaw smiled and slid his hands flat into the skin tight leather pants he wore. Really, they were more like paint on skin.

“Then lead the way,” Rocklaw suggested. “I’ll buy you whatever you want, just don’t break the bank,” he informed with a grin.

The raven led the way towards the town keeping mostly to the backstreets. The restaurant was a quaint little place, the name ‘Jaded Dragon Hibachi’ where painted in faded green layering over the archway entrance. Inside was decorated like a traditional hibachi, with grills for cooking surrounded by a bar like counter that could easily seat 8. After a few words with the hostess they were led to a table in the back fit for a much smaller party of 4. They took their seats and waited for the waitress to arrive. The raven looked at the blond next to him,

“So what do you think? The food is great and reasonably priced plus I love the atmosphere here.”

Rocklaw sat down and smiled at Law.

“Great, let’s eat!” Rocklaw said as his rested his hands on the table in front of him in a relaxed manner while waiting for the waitress. A young woman arrived quickly and the rock star flashed her a smile.

“New here?” she greeted with a soft smile. Rocklaw nodded but then gestured to Law as he spoke.

“I am, but my friend here is not,” Rocklaw informed.

A soft smile graced the surgeon’s pale lips as he nodded towards the waitress recognizing her from his last visit. She remembered him as well as grinned back,

“Ah captain Law-san, I take it you’d like your usual?” he chuckled at her good memory,

“I haven’t quite decided yet, however I will have the same drink as last time. That was very nice and surprisingly smooth.” she nodded and jotted it down before turning to Rocklaw.

“And you Sir, would you like to try our special drink?”

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Rocklaw thought for a moment. He had truthfully never been to such an establishment so he was a little out of sorts. He usually ate on ship or at coastal restaurants were more liken to diners than anything else. He gave a smile then.

"Because I'm new here I'm going to put my uh," he paused, unable to think of the word.

"Uh.. that thing.... omni... uh....fate! Leave my fate in my friend's hands and have what he's having," Rocklaw declared finally. He was an adventurous guy, he could handle a surprise drink. With that he turned back to Law.

"Sound good? You're used to that, right?" he asked in a teasing tone.

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"Sneaky!" (Kai wants an autograph tbh)

Rocklaw paused and squinted at the mysterious figure half hiding behind a tree from where he sat at in an outside eating area at a cafe. Jordan sat across from him, holding a menu in his hands.

“Eh? Jordan?” Rocklaw asked, disbelieving of the man’s nonchalance.

“How about you go talk to them, you ARE a pirate captain. Don’t be a wuss,” Jordan declared and Rocklaw frowned before giving a pout.

“Cold man, so cold. I can’t believe we’re related,” Rocklaw grumbled. Jordan lowered the menu and gave his captain a pointed look.

“Because we’re not,” he said flatly, and Rocklaw gave a look of mock hurt.

“Hello there!”

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Kai barely restrains herself from flailing or simply staring at Rocklaw. Honestly, she does think he is pretty cool and even enjoys his music, but she is here on a mission!

Rocklaw paused, blinked, and then smiled at the warm reception. So she wasn't a creepy stalker.

"Sure!" Rocklaw answered as he walked up and took the paper before bending down with his leg mildly raised to sign the paper as neatly as possible. And luckily, he managed a good signature.

"I hope you uh... like it," he said with a charming smile and warm green eyes.

"I uh, guess you like my uh... um... music, eh?" Rocklaw asked, now just a tidbit nervous.

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#reply #rp thread

"it's starting to rain..." (Tora @Ask-My-Twisted-Creations)

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Rocklaw heaved a sigh of relief. He had somewhere to go! And it was not the creepy hotel! He pushed from the wall and touched his jacket.

“Uh, we got a problem,” he stated.

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Rocklaw moved back and watched his companion attack only for it fail. His brows furrowed as he bent down some and offered a friendly hand.

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He had managed to still have a firm grasp on his companion’s hand, and ended up pulling him down too. “Sticking together sounds good.” He stated wearily.

“Yeah,” Rocklaw agreed.

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