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𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 π‘ͺ𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒆 π‘±π’–π’π’ˆπ’π’† - 𝑢𝒍𝒅 𝑩𝒂𝒏𝒆

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β€œ I don’t know what human confections are called all I’ve got is magazines I’ve picked off of dead men I’ve killed. β€œ He hands one of them to her, he had gotten it off of a gangster. And its a chick mag. Calling the buff men and women, β€˜Cuties’ as it seems to be.

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Wherever she went her protector follows of course. He followed her to Club, the music was quite the annoying thing to him but he ignored it. As he watched her from far away watching anyone who passed by her, he was invisible somewhere high up. Watching her closely...

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There is a blink of yellow light. They look like two eyes staring down at her, and stared back towards her. She found something not a person, but someone who had vowed to protect her. To keep her safe wherever she would be, he was hard to see but. His figure was barely seen.

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He would wave back. He was still invisible watching ever so quietly like a demonic angel over this woman to any whom dare touch her, and for any who did in an aggressive manner. Would burn in fire.