[ His thoughts branch out, reaching across the absent and the present, the pool small enough that it doesn't take much until—
It's a shock, briefly. The missed beat is easily buried in the time spent hunting. ]
John Murphy.
[ Pathetic. Pathetic. After all those flirtations with violence, the slightest hint of the shoe on the other foot was all it took to put centuries to waste. ]
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One in an ocean. It's too late to undo. We hold our ground and we bury it once this is over.
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You've got a beat on everyone here, don't you? Who's missing and ran their mouth?
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It's a shock, briefly. The missed beat is easily buried in the time spent hunting. ]
John Murphy.
[ Pathetic. Pathetic. After all those flirtations with violence, the slightest hint of the shoe on the other foot was all it took to put centuries to waste. ]
He won't be missing for long.
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