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While he did gain perfect control over his energy he still could feel that something was wrong, but he didn't bother much, so he continued on his path.

"To get the ball down the line and up again before getting to the other row?"

"Why did you even name it Patches?"

My sights are hooked just a bit over the front leg. I take a deep breath. I hold my breath. I squint my right eye. I squeeze the trigger.

Having been so accustomed to his absence, I found it incredible that he had beensitting beside me all this time, present. He had not made a sound.

FLASHBACK:

U are mad

[Perception] - 7

My world's on fire, how about yours?

So what's wrong with taking the back streets?

I could use a little fuel myself

And we could all use a little change