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We must talk.
[Ever since Diarmuid's encounter with his shadow, Neah couldn't stop thinking about his own. That being said, it wasn't hard to find his own shadow. If it truly was himself, then he knew exactly where it was, and where it would be hiding.
Which was in the Prospero park. The park that he had stopped on his way back from classes. Finding solace and all of that -- So it wasn't any surprise that he found his shadow sitting there.]
You came to find me? How kind of you... [The shadow stood from where it was sitting. Rather calm this time, then the first time it had surfaced.
The fuse was rather short, however, and time was ticking now that his original -- the fool himself was standing right in front of him in plain view with no back up.] This spares me much time from having to find you and kill you. I am glad.
[It approached him with a sneer, but Neah stood his ground. Knowing full well what he had to do.
First thing was first though.
The shadow deserved a pistol whip for what it did to him before, and how it broadcasted that bit of information he was trying to hid, all over Prospero.]
Any last words? You are far too quiet for someone who is about to die.
[A smile from the original.
Come.
at.
me.
bro.] You are not me.
[Ever since Diarmuid's encounter with his shadow, Neah couldn't stop thinking about his own. That being said, it wasn't hard to find his own shadow. If it truly was himself, then he knew exactly where it was, and where it would be hiding.
Which was in the Prospero park. The park that he had stopped on his way back from classes. Finding solace and all of that -- So it wasn't any surprise that he found his shadow sitting there.]
You came to find me? How kind of you... [The shadow stood from where it was sitting. Rather calm this time, then the first time it had surfaced.
The fuse was rather short, however, and time was ticking now that his original -- the fool himself was standing right in front of him in plain view with no back up.] This spares me much time from having to find you and kill you. I am glad.
[It approached him with a sneer, but Neah stood his ground. Knowing full well what he had to do.
First thing was first though.
The shadow deserved a pistol whip for what it did to him before, and how it broadcasted that bit of information he was trying to hid, all over Prospero.]
Any last words? You are far too quiet for someone who is about to die.
[A smile from the original.
Come.
at.
me.
bro.] You are not me.