<i>If Zeke could give him peace, and no one would ever have to go through what he went through, he was more than willing to do whatever Paradox wanted. Soon the maid returned with the food he ordered and he offered her a small smile. Nothing genuine...just something he remembered his mother would always do when someone was servicing her.<br/>
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He began eating, periodically glancing up at Paradox to see what he was doing. He looked a little anxious about something. Talim wondered what he could be anxious about. Could it be the girl and her spirit? He sighed placing his fork down and sitting back in his chair. He saw Paradox eying the girl and her spirit and knew right away what he wanted.<br/>
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"I hate it when you do that Paradox..."<br/>
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Talim spoke as he grabbed his cup and sipped the red wine it contained.<br/>
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"Just real quick and you can go back to eating. I'll let you rest the night away."<br/>
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Talim sighed as he stood up from the table. He just nodded drawing his weapon. His katana shimmered in the dim lighting of the dining hall, singing softly as it was removed from it's sheath. Approaching Luna he held his sword out at her.<br/>
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"That's an interesting spirit you have there girl... How's about a spar?"<br/>
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Paradox spoke as he materialized beside his shaman.</i>