Aaaaaaaargh! [Open]

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Through the City paced a blood elf paladin.

Well. Not paced... more like rampaged. Sword in his hands, the sin'dorei stalked darkly down the more crowded streets fronted by damaged building, walking a good sight faster than a normal constitutional should warrant.

More ominously, his face was a blank mask, but his actions spoke of absolute fury at best. Where a piece of rubble or an abandoned object stood in his way, he hacked at it with his sword until it collapsed into chunks. Where an innocent piece of structure stood out in some way along the crumbled buildings, he paused a second to gather holy energy in his hands, then with a gesture slammed it violently into that object, more often that not causing it to collapse.

In short, the paladin was not happy.

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[seesbosscrotch]

"Rime is as far from being like me as possible," Mar said with a chuckle, "right up to the part where I'm still alive. And yet, still my sister."

His only family. Not quite his only LIVING family, but.

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"Sometimes that's the case though, isn't it? My sibling and I were very different as well. Though the 'still living' portion is worrisome, given the (time-altering?) nature of the pods."

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At the implication that her oh-so-beloved brother might return, with everything that implied, Mar's mind went smooth and clear and cold as glass over ice at arctic midnight.

"If he shows up," the paladin said, incongruously cheerful, "I'll make sure he understands he should seriously reconsider his life choices."

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She wasn't sure if it was the cheerful way he spoke those words, the rather sudden change of his cognisphere, or, despite the jovial attitude, the subtle serious nature of his threat. Whichever it was, it instantly brought a smile to her face; one that was not only partially amused and surprised, but also wholly earnest.

"If...that does ever come to pass, I might just have to leave it up to you, lest I find myself imprisoned. I fear (I know) I'll commit some atrocity since I haven't quite been forgiving enough to prune the hatred for that controlling, psipsychotic (fucker)from my mind.

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"Oh!" Mar said. "NOW I get the whole 'you aren't totally perfect and that relieves me' thing!"

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"Oh yeah, that's what I meant, buddy. What, did you think it was an insult?" She grinned. ."I already know how (perfectly) imperfect I am, being a faux good girl and all. You don't often see the real good people admitting they're anything less than perfect, usually."

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"No, you're wrong on that point," Mar said. "The best people are the ones who recognize their flaws and work to overcome them. The ones who claim they're perfect and shiningly-good are the ones who are either completely unaware of their flaws and get bit in the ass hard by them, or are trying so hard to hide them they end up doing terrible things to keep them covered up."