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And heading downstairs from the direction of the sims is a Peacekeeper. She's been practising. So she takes a seat at a booth, orders some Ori-ohs (read as Oreos ^_^) and takes out her knitting from a large black bag. It looks like a sweater...sort of.
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"He's the one with the problem."
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"Fine." he snaps. "I tried to listen, but you're just being too bloody stubborn. Neither of you are blameless but I'm sick of acting as your bloody referee whilst you two argue over what's best for me as if I'm some small, stupid child that isn't present in the room. The weak little broken kid, easy to knock out and put out of the way when you please. How do you think that made me feel? After everything you went on about about loyalty and trust and how you didn't promise things you wouldn't be able to keep. You lied to me just as he did, and you aren't even sorry for it."
He gets up and walks away.
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He always gets it so wrong.
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"Sorry." he says quietly. "That wasn't fair on you. I know you mean well, you always do. It's me that messes things up."
He turns and goes through the door back to Holby.