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⠀⠀〝⠀Taking the edge off sometimes... its kind of a routine.⠀〞 Ever since the seraphim's reexposure to Earth, smoking was one of the vices invading his neurochemistry. While his pack was open, he held it out to the other. 〝⠀Wanna try it?⠀〞
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⠀⠀〝⠀A cigarette... I assume you dont smoke?⠀〞 He brought out a lighter, closing the addictive toward his mouth, and lighting the end. 〝⠀Or are you ... dense?⠀〞
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⠀⠀〝⠀Well... this altercation didnt go quite as expected.⠀〞With a couple of stab wounds to the chest and axing to his shoulder, he stood before a mirror. Red dripped from his forehead down to his neck. 〝⠀Explaining this to my company will be... difficult.⠀〞
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