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| The Vidit of Light | Jan 13 2013, 11:47 PM Post #2566 |
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Notre Dame Didymus had become rather quiet, himself. Here, he was pausing, reflecting, praying...and even wondering. Wondering why he was here. Why, even, couldn't he be back in the States, training alongside his fellow Marines? Or with the Pilgrims, keeping the watch? Instead, here he was... ...but the cathedral was nice, at least, and an ideal place, obviously, to pray...he turned to find a quiet place to have a seat, maybe kneel, noticing Alice had become appearently more earnest or something to that effect... Perhaps she, too, acknowledges some significance in standing on blessed ground? He turned to look to the front again, where the brown-haired girl was still praying-wait, what? She was still praying, as serene as ever, but as they would look on, the saw, suddenly, luminescent, angelic-looking white wings had appeared, as if protruding from her back. She seemed unmoved by this, and remained quiet in prayer...Didymus blinked, and rubbed his eyes, and yes, even prayed, as well, to make sure he wasn't hallucinating... ...and they were still there, he saw. What is...is that...they say these members of the Sakura Teams allegedly had "spiritual power"...but if this is...as it appears...then it would mean, perhaps... He was certainly intrigued... Warehouse district “What’s going on? Who are you?” "Is that important? I find it more interesting who YOU are." came the reply. "Tell me a story!" more words from the man's mouth. "How about the time where you lost all your old war buddies and took the only person who cared about you on a dangerous mission! Or how about the time where you could have ended the war early, failed, and STILL got to play a hero! HILARIOUS!" he smiled. |
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| AGodofIrony | Jan 14 2013, 04:12 PM Post #2567 |
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New York City -Hawkins' House- Galv paused, staring at Melanie, Erin, and Jason. He fully intended to tell Melanie what had happened, but with Jason here...he knew he'd need to tell his brother-in-law as well. But Erin...if she knew Walter was alive and well, there was no telling how she might react. “It's...well...” Galv began, then stepped towards Melanie. Blake continued to clutch to his father as Galv leaned in to whisper to Melanie, “I'll tell you later, when we're alone...but first I need to talk to your brother.” He then leaned back, looking towards Jason. “Jason, could you join me upstairs? I need to talk to you,” Galv said, “It's important.” -Ethan's Car- “Because of our children,” Ethan said to Kanna, “His too.” He pulled an opened letter from his pocket, handing it to Kanna as he drove. Aaron had left his father a letter explaining what they were doing, mostly. It read: “To Dad, Sorry for running out like this, but my sisters and I have gotten caught up in something very important. I can't tell you very much, but we'll be away for a while. I'll make sure Adrianna and Lalia stay safe, so please don't worry about us. Aaron” “So I've been attempting to find them, looking into things. Had a lead here, ran into you two,” Ethan added. Paris -Warehouse- Jenny froze, staring at the man, taking a step back, hand reaching towards her medical bag, trying to think of an explanation for what was happening... She knew of various poisons that could fake death...maybe...but this...something just felt wrong about all this. “Who are you?” Jenny demanded, echoing Snake. -Notre Dame- Aaron stayed quiet, looking around the cathedral. It was huge, bigger then he expected. It was quite calm, quiet, having the same sort of feel as a library, where silence ruled, people spoke in hushed tones. There were a number of people in there, some praying, some paying respects, a handful like Aaron who were looking and marveling at it all. |
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| GoldenSama | Jan 15 2013, 10:10 AM Post #2568 |
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[New York City] [Ethan’s Car] Rica sat up and leaned over Kanna’s shoulder so he could “Great… and last time we saw them, they were hanging around with that Japanese Prince the Red Skull was trying to kill. Just what the hell have those kids gotten themselves into?” Rica sat back, crossing his arms. Laila took after him in a lot of ways, so it did not surprise him that she had run off and gotten into some crazy international intrigue… but Rica was still worried about her. “I’ll call my contacts at MI5 and see if they know anything about this. Maybe I’ll try the OSS, too… I have a few friends there who might be able to get me the information.” Rica nodded. [Paris] [Warehouse] Snake’s eyes narrowed at the man on the ground as ‘he’ spoke. Both stories the man had asked to hear… were true. Snake had experienced those things during the Great War, and both were sore spots for him. “…” Snake suddenly moved forward, pressing his knee down against the man’s chest to keep him from moving. He then drew his pistol and placed it against the man’s head. “You’re going to answer my question, NOW!” Snake demanded. [Notre Dame] As Alice watched the brown-haired woman, she was suddenly very intrigued… this woman was clearly someone – or something – special. She wondered what exactly these Americans were after… “This just keeps getting more interesting… but after this, you’re going to have to explain everything to me.” Alice stated to Didymus. |
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| The Vidit of Light | Jan 15 2013, 01:02 PM Post #2569 |
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Warehouse district “Who are you?” The same grin. "Ah, and you, Jenny. Sweet, innocent, caring Jenny. Hands of a healer...and a KILLER. You remember him? Back during the war?" A pause. The grin...the horrible grin grew ever wider. "His name was Hans Strunden. Signed up out of patriotism, love of Kaiser and fatherland, and the money he could send to his family didn't hurt, either. He had a wounded father, a frail mother, and a little sister. With his death, the strong, able-bodied male of the household was gone and the family had no real way to make income in the depression that Germany was hit by in the post-war world..." He smiled, again, as if pleasently. "Ah, the little ways your actions ripple..." “You’re going to answer my question, NOW!” Snake demanded. Laughter. Snake was met by laughter. "You are SUCH a funny pair of people!" the prisoner spoke. "Hilarious!" he added. "These Thule sorcerers are fun, too, but this is a refreshing change of pace! Go on, threaten me again! Hit the offering! Hit him! That's always fun, too!" The words came faster, seemingly growing higher pitched, ever so slightly, as that sentence was spoken... Notre Dame “This just keeps getting more interesting… but after this, you’re going to have to explain everything to me.” "What, with the wings on the girl? You see them too? Good, more evidence I'm not hallucinating...but I will at least need to use a phone if you want answers." he said. |
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| GoldenSama | Jan 15 2013, 08:05 PM Post #2570 |
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[Warehouse District] Snake frowned, and slowly lowered his weapon. As a rule, he never shot anyone who wanted to be shot… in his experience, it always just ended badly. Besides, even the trigger happiest of people would be hesitant to kill after spending any time around The Sorrow. “… If you’re not going to answer my questions, then you’re not going to stay awake.” Snake slammed his foot down on the man’s head, not hard enough to kill, but hopefully hard enough to render him unconscious. [Notre Dame] “Then I suggest we find a phone, because after seeing something like THIS, you can’t possibly expect me to keep quiet.” Alice insisted, still watching the brown-haired girl. |
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| The Vidit of Light | Jan 15 2013, 09:04 PM Post #2571 |
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Warehouse district Snake's foot connected, and the body went down. Yet...the eyes fluttered open. They were rolled back, as if recoiling from the blow, rolling about showing that they were in a state of unconsciousness. Yet, the mouth still moved, words still came. "That was rude." came the response to Snake's actions. "Come on, I'm NO threat to you...physically. Not now, at least. I haven't even bothered to call any of the guards here, now have I? Besides, it's not this poor sop that you've got a problem with-or it kind of is, he's more or less a willing offering, but...my point is, hitting him isn't going to hurt me." The man sat up against the wall again. "Of course, that's the case with all of your problems, your REAL ones, right? Hitting them did nothing. Or shooting them. In Jenny's case, shooting a problem only gave her a more lasting one. And you, has hitting things and shooting people really gotten you anywhere? Or if it has...all the bodies. All the bodies. Friend and foe. Foe you killed directly. Friend, indirectly. So many BODIES." he went on. The words sounded more slurred, though, as though the body was speaking despite the damage done to it... Notre Dame “Then I suggest we find a phone, because after seeing something like THIS, you can’t possibly expect me to keep quiet.” "I never asked you to, not about this..." Didymus said. "...though with things in Germany being what they are, caution is required...but I can find a booth, there's some around here, I know...if you'd give me a moment." He found a place by a pew and knelt quietly for a bit, before getting up, and heading outside. Erica looked up, hearing someone come in near the front of the cathedral, and the "wings" that had appeared vanished. It was appearently one of the clergymen, who said something to her, Alice may have been able to see, that caused her eyes to light up, and she looked about. She looked over at Alice, and others, and began walking towards her and Aaron...or maybe she was just on her way out... |
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| Crystal Rose | Jan 18 2013, 08:28 PM Post #2572 |
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New York City Melanie let Jason and Galv go upstairs, leaving her with Erin, Solanna and Blake. She immediately rummaged through some clean laundry, before producing a large white towel that she wrapped around Blake. "Darling you're so cold.." he said, drying his messy red hair. She kissed the top of his head as she finished, before turning to Erin. "Would you two like some tea, im going to make something to warm Blake up" "Oh, yes please!" Solanna said with a smile. [...] Kanna took the letter, looking down at it and reading silently. She didn't show any emotion as she handed it to Rica and took a second to though. After all who was she to be mad at her children. Even with such a stupid move like leaving the country they were making better decisions than Kanna. "Any leads?" she asked with a sigh. Alleyway Crystal continued to look down at Sama's injuries but gave a little smile and a blush "Glad I can impress you with my wonderful healing skills" she said, finishing on his ribs and moving to a few cuts on his arms. "I'd teach you, but i'm pretty sure you'd have to be able to waterbend....That and I like having some leverage against you in case you annoy me" That was a joke....Right? Paris Louvre ....Oh geez...This guy....He was certainly....Something. Adrianna tried to ignore the blush that had pretty much found a permanent home on her tanned cheeks and took Oliver's hand. The two headed outside and back into the streets. There were tons of people, almost everyone speaking French. Shady French Bar "Should we....You know, do something?" Laila asked "I'm mean that's what we're here for right? To stop the Nazis?" Laila was now convinced they had the same authority as the police. They didn't. Obviously the men in the booth next to them could understand English because now they were looking over at Laila like she had just announced to the whole bar that they were terrorists. Laila gave a little meep, before turning her attention on her glass. |
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| AGodofIrony | Jan 19 2013, 09:59 PM Post #2573 |
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Paris -Warehouse- Jenny shook a little, forcing the memories down, not wanting to think about them, just staring at the man. She paused, then pulled out a needle, stepping forward and injecting the man, trying to use some tranquilizers to knock him out! Though if Snake hadn't been able to knock him out with force... Jenny shook her head. There had to be a rational explanation, even if she couldn't find it right now...She just had to keep it together... -Notre Dame- Aaron paused, glancing as Erika started to move towards them. He stayed calm though, making sure he was only watching the girl in his peripheral vision now. He waited to see what she do...if she left outside, he'd follow... -Outside the Notre Dame- The white haired girl who had been with the white haired man earlier was outside, looking up at the cathedral with several others. She paused, looking slightly startled when she noticed Didymus come out, but returned her attention to the building itself for now, trying not to draw too much attention to herself. New York City -Ethan's Car- “Aaron's responsible, for the most part. I'm sure he'll watch over the girls,” Ethan mentioned, frowning a little, “Though I am worried about him doing something stupid while trying to stay smart.” He turned, moving down some side streets, into a nicer neighborhood. “We're going to a client's of mine's house. They're out of town for a few months,” Ethan said, “So we shouldn't have any issues.” -Hawkins' House- Blake clutched the towel around him, not saying anything as he looked up at the adults, staying quiet. Erin looked towards Melanie, smiling, “Some tea sounds lovely, thank you.” Upstairs Galv paused, pacing a little before he turned back towards Jason. “...It was Walter,” Galv said, just coming out with it, “Erin's brother. He was here. He wanted to talk to me. He said someone wants revenge on your mom, and it means they're targeting you...and Melanie too...” He sighed, shaking his head, “Walter said he was working for him, but didn't think he'd have him stop and let Erin and Solanna walk away too, so he came to me for help. I told him I'd think about it. “I don't think it's a trick. That's not like Walter...He's not one for words and trickery, he just does his job...But I knew I needed to tell you, to talk with you before I talked to him again...” Galv finished. |
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| GoldenSama | Jan 19 2013, 10:14 PM Post #2574 |
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[New York City] [Ethan’s Car] Rica read the note and then just sighed. He leaned back in the seat and ran a hand through his dark hair. He wasn’t too worried about Laila… she was crafty, plus she had inherited his useful ability. Still, he didn’t like the idea of his daughter running around with the Japanese Prince. “… I’ll make a few calls, and see if I can learn anything.” Rica said, and he promptly took his shoe off. … It’s a shoe-phone, remember? [Alleyway] “Hahah…” Sama gave a nervous laughter and made a mental note to never piss Crystal off – and to buy some flowers just for good measure. He felt the pain in his ribs vanish, and watched in amazement as his cuts disappeared before his eyes. “Definitely impressive. I’ll have to buy you dinner sometime to make up for it. But for right now, as much as I hate to say it, we should probably report back to Jeremie… not that I’m too eager to tell him we screwed up and Fisk is gone.” Sama sighed. Then he just shrugged and smiled. “Oh well! Better luck next time.” [Paris] [Streets] Oliver continued to beam happily as they headed out to the streets. Paris was crowded with people, and it seemed like many of them were carefree. It was rather nice to see. “Well… where to now, milady? Maybe something to eat?” Or stumbling into trouble. Speaking of which… [Shady French Bar] Musashi winced as people stared at them. He knew it would be bad to attract attention. “Laila,” He said quietly. “I hate to say it, but there’s nothing actually illegal about being a Nazi… and right now, they have a lot of supporters. Of course, I doubt any of those supporters know them as well as I do…” Musashi sighed. The Nazis had been a large enough fright to him that he moved halfway across the world and was now working with the United States. It was safe to say Musashi had encountered their darker nature. “… but since those guys are staring at us… oh, what the hell…” Musashi then decided to do something that could be stupid and dangerous; but it’s Musashi, so… par for the course. He stood up, drank the rest of his drink, and then walked over towards the suspicious looking men. “Excuse me gentlemen,” Musashi asked. “Might you be Nazis?” [Notre Dame] If you hadn’t guessed it by her standing up to Hitler and being so blunt with Didymus, Alice is a bold person by nature. So when Erica started to walk in their general direction, she simply stepped forward and walked directly up to her. “Hi. Do you have a minute?” Alice asked. [Warehouse District] Snake was growling audibly now. This guy was starting to remind him of the guilt trips The Sorrow was known for… although in a significantly less terrifying way. He said nothing, though… Snake could tell when he was being baited, and he wanted to wait and see if Jenny’s solution would work any better than his had. |
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| The Vidit of Light | Jan 19 2013, 10:53 PM Post #2575 |
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Paris warehouses When the injection began to take effect, the man began to slump even more. "...aww, cooooomeeeeeeee onnnnnnn..." the words from his mouth were getting more slurred, sloppy, tired. "....thiiiiiiisssss poooooooooooooooooooooorrrr maaaaaaaan's beeeeeeeeeen throoooooooooooogh enoooooooooooooooooooughhhhhhhh..." He collapsed onto Jenny, arms wrapping around! Notre Dame “Hi. Do you have a minute?” The girl paused, and her eyes lit up. "Hey!" she said in French. "You're that noblelady who comes to the theater all the time! I've seen you in the audience before!" Meanwhile, Didymus had reentered the cathedral, watching the situation, walking towards them... |
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| Dark Phazon | Jan 20 2013, 08:30 PM Post #2576 |
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Eiffel Tower "Well, that was a quick change of heart," Marco commented, before he gave a little laugh, "though you're probably right, 'cause I'm probably pretty low on anyone's hit-list... Except maybe with that lady I had to deal with at the mansion." "Then again, I guess I was already caught when you showed up!" Marco then laughed again, as the elevator finally reached the ground level. "Up there would have been pretty dangerous, if you were someone there to try and off me." Marco was not someone who was physically very strong. If he had to fight with someone, he had to rely on his brain, speed, and agility (and his ability to knock out people with his ability) to get out of any dangerous situations... And at the top of the tower, there really wasn't enough room to use speed or much of his agility. |
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| Crystal Rose | Jan 22 2013, 06:16 PM Post #2577 |
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New York City Hawkins' House Melanie disappeared for a few moments, leaving her guests in the sitting room with Blake. As soon as Melanie left Samara reappeared, right in front of the boy. She looked up and noticed Erin and Solanna. "Who are they?" Samara asked, eyes narrowed. "....Um....Who are YOU?" Solanna asked. [...] “...It was Walter,” Jason stiffened at Walter's name. He wasn't sure why...But he didn't like that guy.... Then Galv mentioned Melanie and Kanna. Jason's frown deepened. "Why do you trust that guy at all if he said he's working with them! He wants to hurt Mel!" Now Jason was kinda pissed. Ethan’s Car Kanna couldn't help but to roll her eyes when Rica took off his shoe. "We really need to get you a different type of portable telephone" she told him. Alleyway Crystal nodded, helping Sama up and heading out of the alleyway with Sama. She wasn't looking forward to talking to Jeremie (he knew he was going to chew her out for this slip up) but she knew they needed to hurry...Not to mention she wanted to take a moment and rest. Paris "How about.....That" Adrianna said, pointing up at the Eiffel tower in the distance. It looked rather tall from here but she had always wanted to see it. She remembered reading about it in books...And she was hoping to see t before some crazy Nazis blew it up. Shady French Bar “Excuse me gentlemen,” Musashi asked. “Might you be Nazis?” "Oh dear lord you're gonna get us blown up" Laila hissed under her breath, standing quickly and grabbing his arm. "Don't mind him! He's just a ill! You know! In the brain!" The two men eyed Musashi. "What do you know about the Nazis?" one asked, his accent thick. He didn't look amused. |
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| GoldenSama | Jan 22 2013, 07:07 PM Post #2578 |
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[Paris] [Eiffel Tower] “I prefer to fight in a place like that.” Nanami mentioned as the elevator reached the ground and she stepped out. “Not many people can fight in an environment like that. It gives me an edge.” Nanami was mindful of things like this. “Besides… if I wanted to try to kill you, it wouldn’t matter where we were.” Nanami wasn’t trying to threaten him… but she was pretty quick to remind people that she could kill them. [Streets] Oliver looked towards the Eiffel Tower in the distance, and he grinned brightly. “Ooh, not a bad idea at all! I’ve never been, and it would be nice to see such a famous sight. Come on, then!” He took her hand and started off down the road. [Shady French Bar] Musashi was either an idiot or completely fearless. (Actually both) He looked towards the men and crossed his arms. “I know Nazis are the scum of the earth. I’ve met enough to know that without any doubt. Now I’ll ask again, are the two of you Nazis?” [Notre Dame] “Yes… and you’re from the show, right?” Alice asked. She wasn’t really sure where she was going with these questions, but the wings from before were raised too many questions to simply let this girl walk away without some kind of conversation. “I’m Alice… and you are?” [Warehouse] Snake reached forward and grabbed the man, pulling him away from Jenny and throwing him to the ground. “Any idea what the hell is going on?” Snake asked. From his tone, it was clear he was in a bad mood… whatever he and Jenny stumbled onto, it seemed important… and it was surely going to delay his search for The Boss. [New York] [Secret OSS Office] Since the CIA did not officially exist yet, they were piggy-backing off of the current intelligence agency, the OSS. Sama and Crystal soon arrived at the OSS Office in New York. Sama was not eager to see Jeremie, whom he was sure would be pissed off at them (well, him) as soon as he heard the bad news about Fisk. A white-haired man was standing in the main room, leaning against the wall. He looked important. As soon as Crystal and Sama walked in, he spotted them and rushed over. “You! Agent Rose… and you must be the detective whose working with us. One of you want to tell me what’s going on?” “Err… who are you?” Sama asked. The man narrowed his eyes. “I’m Bill Donovan… head of the OSS. The CIA is my brain-child… and I’m very picky of who gets to work for it.” [Ethan’s Car] “It’s a spy phone.” Rica frowned. “Besides, it’s a portable phone! That’s not something just any idiot can have.” Well, at least not for another sixty years or so. |
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| Dark Phazon | Jan 22 2013, 07:30 PM Post #2579 |
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Outside Eiffel Tower "I'll be careful, then," Marco answered Nanami's second statement first. Having let go of Nanami's hand, once they had reached the bottom, he started off ahead. "Though I'd be surprised if you told me that you had any situations that you wouldn't be as good at dealing with someone in, for multiple reasons" he then added with a bit of a laugh. |
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| AGodofIrony | Jan 23 2013, 06:11 PM Post #2580 |
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Paris Warehouse “I...no, I don't...He might be on some drug or something,” Jenny said, shaking her head and staring at the man, “He...he was probably just saying things, trying to rattle us...” She shook slightly though. The man had mentioned that incident to her...It was something she hadn't even told Snake before... But this man seemed to have known about it... Notre Dame Aaron stayed quiet, pretending he wasn't listening in on Alice and the other girl... New York City -Hawkins' House- “This is Samara,” Blake said quickly, looking up towards Solanna and Erin. “She's my friend...Samara, this is Solanna and Erin. Solanna's my cousin, Erin's my aunt.” “Nice to meet you!” Erin smiled, apparently not disturbed by Samara at all, bending down and grinning at the girl, “It's nice to meet a friend of my nephew's.” Galv sighed, running a hand through his hair. How to explain this to Jason? “I'm not saying I trust him completely. But I know him better then you do. Walter is very loyal, but the only person I know he's been completely loyal to is his sister, Erin. If he thinks Erin is in danger he will do whatever he can to protect her...it's...why he helped me, a while back, with Gallic, and my own sister...” Galv said, sighing softly and shaking his head. “As it is, Walter's not one to act this way. He doesn't play chess games, doesn't dupe people like this. If he wanted to kill me and Melanie, he'd just attack us without letting us know he was here,” Galv added. -Ethan's Car- Ethan just shook his head, the car pulling into a driveway. Ethan hopped out, opening the garage door, then back in the car to pull inside. Once they were in, he closed the garage door behind them. “Try not to make too much of a mess,” Ethan said, looking to Rica, then towards Kanna, “They have a wine cellar too. My client said he wouldn't be amiss if a couple bottles disappeared when he said I could use his house.” Of course, his client didn't think he'd use the house to harbor criminals... |
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