Nate/Allies
From Masq
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People always mean well. They cluck their thick tongues, and shake their heads and suggest, oh, so very delicately! |
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A true brother. "Oh what the actual fuck, Nate!? There's no one there!" |
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The burden of leadership is a heavy one to bare. Brown eyes widen a little as Nate begins spewing stuff about primordial seas, worms, and souls |
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| A 70's Punk | A spinning top of destruction, wined her up and let her go. "I don't know what sort of pussy shit you're over there saying..." | ||||
