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[nobraveulysses]

"Then say they were not slain..."

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[raynesupreme]

A little light reading?

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[nobraveulysses]

*drunk and high as a kite* Grandmother wants me to escort Sebastian Shaw to a safe house, for escape route to France, I believe.

You know, the former of Sub-Commandant of Auschwitz. I've been told under no uncertain terms this will be completed or my little sabbatical is over.

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[raynesupreme]

I know we kid -- but your grandmother is the cuntiest cunt to ever cunt in the cunt-y of Cunt.

Walk away.

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[nobraveulysses]

But that's the genius isn't it? It goes south, I'm a renegade and the Council's hands are clean. It works, he disappears into the wind and the Council's hands are clean.

I can't.

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[raynesupreme]

That is stupid. You can't? Bullshit. You can. You can and you should.

All the stuff you've got on my ass about and guarding an actual FUCKING NAZI COMMANDANT is where you choose to go all morally grey?

You already walked away from the Council. Good job. Now run.

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[nobraveulysses]

I can't. It doesn't have to do with Shaw.

Whatever the Council needs him for is important. Important enough that they'd...get into bed with him. We have no idea what that is and sometimes- in duty we have to make those choices. *and pukes again* They'll find me.

You, Liv, Randall...no. I won't...

[nyssa]

Rather melancholy for one so young.

[nobraveulysses]

Forgive me. Just...a bad day.

[nyssa]

I was there that day. All the days really.

What's got it in your mind?

[nobraveulysses]

Nuremberg?

[nyssa]

Yes.

[nobraveulysses]

*sits up* Are you...a vampire?

And...it just...always stuck with me. A hard line in a world of gray. It matters you know.

[nyssa]

Nothing that dramatic I'm afraid. I guess you could say I am - disinclined to die.

It does matter. It mattered then and it matters just as much now. If we don't learn from the past and take its lessons to heart ... the world is not kind to slow learners.