#;you won't forget my name (jia verse: fe3h);

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"That is a no then, to lending me any gold? What if I perform some magic tricks?"

"Oho, or better, what if I get you a date with Dai--"

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a little tag dumping for your woes

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"So how much trouble are we, as this rag tag gang, planning to get into?"

"I don't know how much exactly," Tong replies, with a faint grumble, "but there's definitely goin' to be trouble, more trouble than you can shake a damn stick at-- I wouldn't be surprised if most of us end up dead once this crap is all said and done."

"I think what Tong means to say," with a friendly smile on his face, Jia, who was sitting across from Tong and Autumn at the table, speaks up, "is that the road ahead is not going to be an easy one."

Jia, standing up from his seat, a bottle of wine swiped from the tables surface and in his hands, continues, "Such is the case when it comes to war, which is what our path will eventually lead to, and in war there will always be lives lost; destiny may decree those lives be one of our companions, or yours, or even our dear pint-sized friend here."

Tong, staring at Jia with an almost blank yet 'did he really just call me that' sort of look beneath his mask, mumbles under his breath, "Pint-sized?"

Jia, after taking a huge swig from the bottle of wine in his hand and then winking at both Autumn and Tong, continues in an ever spirited fashion, "I think that our 'rag tag' group we have pulled together here is going to come out on top though, and even if all of us do not make it, there will be plenty of us around to celebrate our great victory; that is all that matters~" // @equinoxism