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Asher was in the same boat as Darlene. Except he wasn't one here for the selling. Ash decided to check out the different vendors. A particular one that caught his eye was Darlene's weapon's booth. Seeing the various daggers and such triggered him to squeeze his eyes shut as a few memories came over him. Jesus, why did everything have to remind him of the past?
"Hi Darlene." The auburn beast greeted softly, towering over her just a bit. She seemed to be a bit stoic herself, but for different reasons he couldn't understand. Let's not forget he was a 6 month old in an adult's body. "What are you selling?"
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