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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 05:28:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-128-</title>
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  <description>I don&apos;t want to talk to anyone anymore.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 17 Oct 2009 07:56:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-127-</title>
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  <description>I liked it better out there.  If nothing else, it looks like we all have blood on our hands now.  Almost addicting, isn&apos;t it?</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Sep 2009 20:02:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-126-</title>
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  <description>On the fifth, I will be departing.  Deal with it.  I wish I could bring Mother along.  I&apos;m going to miss her...but I think she&apos;s safer here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, Vincent.  A word about Lucrecia.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2009 22:46:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-125-</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;[There&apos;s a familiar BZZT sound.  Kadaj has been shocked, probably the first time in ever?  That doesn&apos;t cause him to react at first, though.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want me to say?  I&apos;m still in this cell.  They painted the walls bright pink.  Now it hurts my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m beginning to resent trusting you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[End transmission.]&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Aug 2009 22:20:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-124-</title>
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  <description>Don&apos;t you think it&apos;s been long enough?  I want out of here, I&apos;m &lt;i&gt;bored&lt;/i&gt; and I&apos;m needed elsewhere!  Minato...  You don&apos;t need me.  If you did, would you have betrayed me?  You couldn&apos;t save me before.  I thought you would have cared and been fair, but I guess being a police officer is more important than a toy that does what you want.  You lied to me.  I won&apos;t forget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me.  What keeps you motivated if at any point those people could be taken from you, never to be seen again?  What makes you remember them?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 16 Aug 2009 06:55:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-123-</title>
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  <description>Who wants to hear a story?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 11 Aug 2009 18:28:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-122-</title>
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  <description>I let him go.  Make sure to be quick.  It would be a shame, and your fault, if he were to end up dead from your neglect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Not that it would matter.  I doubt he learned his lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m ready to go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[ ooc: so Kadaj left Angeal somewhere, and Angeal-mun will make a post later giving his condition and what he&apos;ll be doing. ]&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Aug 2009 07:03:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-121- [Video]</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;[First, there&apos;s screaming, which happens to be Angeal as the communicator shows.  Large, unhealed burns are all over the captor&apos;s body, some an angry red and a few still infected green.  Kadaj sticks a dirty knife in one of them, the pus leaking out and onto the blade before he throws it down.  More screaming ensues before Angeal begins to shiver.  Leaning down, Kadaj appears again and puts the same cloth back in his mouth.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;I can&apos;t run...&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to keep doing this.  How else will you heal?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Jul 2009 18:42:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-120- [Video]</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;[When Kadaj turns on his communicator again, it shows Angeal blindfolded and with a cloth in his mouth, his shirt off.  Kadaj walks into the picture, twirling a knife around his hand.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at what I got...  I decided you were probably getting bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Kneeling down beside the man so that he was looking up at him, he started carving, right around the bone of his hips and lower.  Pausing, he grabbed what was left of the other&apos;s mane and yanked on it, hard.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this knife is special.  I didn&apos;t want to dirty Souba, so I let this sit outside for a bit instead.  Consider it a cleansing of sorts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Dragging the knife further, he pulled it away and stabbed him in the thigh.]&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could use one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[He reaches over and shuts it off again, ending the transmission.]&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 01:25:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-118- [Video]</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;[The camera shakes a bit when the post comes on, making the image in front of it indiscernible at first.  Finally it briefly stops, showing about half of Angeal, and if one looks closely he&apos;s knocked out and bound up.  He doesn&apos;t look very comfortable.  Almost immediately after it moves around again, showing only Kadaj&apos;s face.  He grins and tosses it a few times, distorting the picture again, before he shuts it off.]&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 22 Jul 2009 20:15:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-117-</title>
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  <description>Today, we’re going to talk about a topic that is considered particularly attractive by people who should be dead, but aren&apos;t.  Oh!  But isn&apos;t that like our dear &lt;i&gt;Angeal&lt;/i&gt;?  I&apos;m sorry, I didn&apos;t mean to say your name.  &lt;i&gt;[He so did, and that false sweet and sympathetic act isn&apos;t going to fool anyone.]&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Well, the Lifestream didn&apos;t want him, so it threw him out…&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on topic.  Angeal’s demonstration of cutting and slicing himself up like a piece of meat in order to find his chip was done so almost flawlessly!  There&apos;s just one issue he forgot...  If you want to keep doing it, make sure your friends don&apos;t know.  Otherwise you&apos;re even more pathetic.  &lt;i&gt;[His tone switches from falsely cheerful to disgust.]&lt;/i&gt;  Even more of a failure!  If I was going to do something like that, would I want Mother to know?  Would I want her to be ashamed of me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you&apos;re fine with that, and you&apos;re okay with being pitied upon like some wounded animal, then by all means!  Let people know.  You&apos;ll never go far enough, you&apos;ll never be handed the pain you truly deserve, but that&apos;s your choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what about people who may have a harder time doing this?  What if broken glass just isn&apos;t enough?  For one, you really have no reason to be doing it, but let’s pretend that for some reason you really want to do what Angeal did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[There&apos;s some shifting and fumbling before it switches to video.  Kadaj is standing in front of the communicator, a piece of glass in his hand.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re like me.  You may not be exactly the same, but your healing capabilities are similar.  See...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Holding up the shard of glass to his exposed arm, he starts to drag it across his skin.  Instead of blood though, there&apos;s a momentary flicker, almost as if part of him evaporates before the wound fixes and he&apos;s back to normal.  Kadaj looks to the camera and grins, tossing the glass aside and pulling down his sleeve.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s your issue, isn&apos;t it?  You don&apos;t have the same answer, you can&apos;t choose the easy way out.  But shoving your head into a Reaver’s mouth pretty much gets the same job done.  Not that if you&apos;re pathetic as our friend &lt;i&gt;Angeal&lt;/i&gt;, you deserve the help your friends, best friends &lt;small&gt;maybe your son after they found out by someone else who ended up helping her before he could&lt;/small&gt; would give you.  Not even in this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Leaning forward, he glares darkly and shuts it off.  End transmission.]&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Jul 2009 02:32:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-116-</title>
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  <description>Euphy, now that we&apos;re working together I think we should get to know eachother.  And get along, for the sake of others who happen to be friends of yours.  Just like me.  Best friends.  With one of my best friends gone, you can be my new one!  I&apos;ll even make you a bracelet, once these choco-intestines are done drying out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I&apos;m supposed to dry them out.  Why don&apos;t you see for yourself, Euphy?  Lelouch, now you have no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;And Minato...&lt;/small&gt; Don&apos;t think about it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Jul 2009 08:12:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-115-</title>
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  <description>You left again, didn&apos;t you?  Tch.  I should have known.  You can never be here for too long, can you?  Yet you always ranted to us for running off stupidly?  You&apos;re full of it, and you don&apos;t even know it!  It&apos;s almost pathetic it.  Not quite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me what it was like there, once.  Your home, if anything can be called that.  Is there such a thing?  Or were you lying?  Because the pictures in the books I read couldn&apos;t describe it, so I think you were.  But fake or not...it has to be better than here.  This planet should die.  If it did, then we could make it something better.  I could find a better one.  Maybe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Will I see it someday?&lt;/strike&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2009 04:18:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-114-</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;[Hours later, after Minato is gone, Kadaj realizes something, more like someone he should have thought of before.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[ooc; so Jenova ended up dying too, though he&apos;s unaware atm, hence the new post.]&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2009 19:28:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-113- [Voice]</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;[It&apos;s a strange feeling, to walk in there after the accident.  The disaster that killed him.  Kadaj goes running into the wreckage, ignoring anyone else who may be hurt, who may need help.  He knows exactly where to find Minato.  Where he should have been when it happened.  He shouldn&apos;t have been out.  He should have been more cautious with the strange signs that were showing.  If he had, he could have maybe diverted enough from them both.  Kept Minato safe.  His hands were stained with blood, but it wasn&apos;t just him.  He bites back a bitter laugh, panting for the first time in a while as he removes concrete, heavy material and throws it aside.  There is one group to blame just as much as himself.  He&apos;ll kill them, but it was his fault just as much for ever becoming comfortable, spoiled into believing he couldn&apos;t be hurt.  Well, this--  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Kadaj finishes, Minato isn&apos;t there.  With a rather shrill scream in pure rage, he cause a little bit more damage.  With the end of his outburst comes the scent of blood.  Faint normally, it&apos;s heavy in the air and makes him feel far sicker than anything else could.  The only thing to have ever warranted the same reaction had been her.  He catches glimpse of an arm, Minato&apos;s arm.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stepping over, this time he removes debris from Minato&apos;s body gingerly, his movements soft and with long bouts of silence between over on his communicator.  When he finally finishes, and his hands are red cradling the other&apos;s lifeless body in his arms, Kadaj can only make a few shallow breaths, biting back an uglier reaction, and right now it would most likely be anger.  Minato doesn&apos;t need to see that.  He can be angry, later.  Minato had looked so small, so fragile underneath everything.  With him not facing him, the remnant could even pretend he was asleep.  It&apos;s only after he finished and turned him over, did he fully realized just how crushed and broken his body is.  Brushing a few strands from his forehead, and dusting off his face a little, he mumbles.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll stay with you, until this is over.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 04 Jul 2009 22:18:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-112-</title>
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  <description>Euphemia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how stubborn she is, I&apos;ll find her and I&apos;ll teach her how to &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; fight, since that other one did such a good job!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Jul 2009 05:22:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-111-</title>
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  <description>Brother left, did he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Hold on while I pretend to care.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 08:17:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-110-</title>
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  <description>It all seems so different now.  How useless I was, with it.  It fooled me into believing lies I shouldn&apos;t have.  Those days, months, what do they amount to now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.  That&apos;s wrong.  I&apos;ve gone without this for too long, but I can assure you now that I&apos;m done hiding away, I can make some usefulness of myself.  I&apos;ll do whatever you ask!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jun 2009 05:20:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-109-</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;[The post comes on for only a brief silence.  The remnant has already taken some time to adjust to things.  When he speaks, it’s cocky, calm, almost overly so, as if he’s been practicing.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss me?  So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[He suddenly stops speaking.  Kadaj can’t bring himself to say anything about it, so he simply shuts it off.]&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 29 May 2009 05:13:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-108-</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;[Falling to the ground, Kadaj&apos;s communicator is accidentally turned on video.  If one looks to the corner, they will see that he&apos;s in the public library.  But not much can be seen other than that, seeing as Kadaj&apos;s back is to the screen.  As his leg is grabbed, a voice that isn&apos;t his can be heard, even though the one in question isn&apos;t seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;A death sentence decree&apos;d by a King is absolute, mongrel.&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, not only a split-second later, there&apos;s a rather sickening sound of a spear tearing through leather, flesh, bones and organs, as it enters up his backside and through his abdomen.  Blood drips on the communicator screen, blocking most of it out.  There&apos;s some gulping as the remnant struggles to find his breath.  It almost sounds as if he&apos;s about to be sick.  If he had the time to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Tch.&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a muttered &quot;Shit--&quot; on Kadaj&apos;s part, the remnant is soon silenced by a fatal blow to the head, the sound of his dead body hitting the ground and Gilgamesh&apos;s footsteps the only ones left, exiting the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several minutes later, and the post shuts off.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[ooc: the commentlog and events leading up to it can be found &lt;a href=&quot;http://bookwormmeister.livejournal.com/17963.html?thread=1450027#t1450027&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.]&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 26 May 2009 06:16:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-107-</title>
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  <description>Every once in a while, someone disappears.  No one&apos;s safe from that.  So let&apos;s stop pretending.  The lies aren&apos;t comforting.  They&apos;re annoying and pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t matter what I choose, does it?  One way or another, I’ll be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s going to be the right choice.  I’ll do whatever you ask of me, so &lt;i&gt;please&lt;/i&gt;!  Tell me anything, just something.  I&apos;ll do it, Mother.  For you, I will do anything.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 19:24:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>-106-</title>
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  <description>Won&apos;t anyone play with me?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2009 20:27:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Mother, I have prepared a song in your honor.  I apologize that it&apos;s a little late.  I...hope that you like it.  I wrote it by myself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[At first, he has a shaky, soft start, but soon he&apos;s practically bellowing the thing...all the while being off-key.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M is for the Massacre to come,&lt;br /&gt;O for Obliteration!&lt;br /&gt;T for Total Devastation&lt;br /&gt;H is for Humanity Gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E for Everyone around us,&lt;br /&gt;Rrrrevel&apos;ing in glory of heeeer-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can&apos;t you see the future&apos;s spelling,&lt;br /&gt;M-O-T-H-E-R!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother won&apos;t you be&lt;br /&gt;Mother won&apos;t you be&lt;br /&gt;Everything to me~ee~ee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother won&apos;t you be&lt;br /&gt;Mother won&apos;t you be&lt;br /&gt;Everything to me!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise that I will surpass all of them, and unlike them you won&apos;t have to hold my hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to go now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 May 2009 22:31:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>She&apos;s back.  No.  It&apos;s more like she never left, even though we thought she did...and that was enough.  I don&apos;t want it to happen again.  I don&apos;t want to lose her anymore!  If we did, then I know what I would do, and it would be different.  For all of you, it would be much worse.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I don&apos;t care about that.  There are only a select few, who are worthy and matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;I don&apos;t want to feel that again.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn&apos;t stand that!  And what would just waiting do?  I&apos;d only feel it again.  If that&apos;s the only choice, then it would all end up being pointless.  I won&apos;t have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to become better, stronger, and have the advantage.  That means taking risks, like my brother.  Risks that should have been taken long ago.  Some of you call this a home.  I can&apos;t and don&apos;t want to comprehend why, but if you think of it as one &lt;i&gt;defend&lt;/i&gt; it.  Don&apos;t just stupidly sit around and panic every time something bad happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Tch.  What use is there in talking into this thing anyway?  I&apos;m done talking to all of you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 26 Apr 2009 05:23:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Minato, I need to talk to you when you have a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sephiroth, too.</description>
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