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Post by Adrien Simard on Feb 24, 2013 15:45:24 GMT -5
"I mean in Interpol," he said, not denying that's why he was here.
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Post by Emma Nicholson on Feb 24, 2013 16:22:16 GMT -5
"I haven't read the details, mostly because they don't really interest me..."
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Post by Adrien Simard on Mar 3, 2013 23:06:14 GMT -5
"When I was eighteen, my mother abducted my sister, Cécile. I spent years trying to find them so I could get her back...and when I did, I killed my mother to protect my sister. I was sent to prison, and Interpol took me out and trained me after they faked my death. I'm dead to the world, and stuck here in Interpol, because I wanted to protect my sister."
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Post by Emma Nicholson on Mar 3, 2013 23:10:10 GMT -5
"I see... but in the end... does it matter?"
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Post by Adrien Simard on Mar 8, 2013 17:48:11 GMT -5
"Does what matter?"
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Post by Emma Nicholson on Mar 13, 2013 12:55:36 GMT -5
"Our pasts."
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Post by Adrien Simard on Mar 13, 2013 12:56:01 GMT -5
"Some of us may become faceless operatives, but all we have is our pasts."
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Post by Emma Nicholson on Mar 30, 2013 21:48:37 GMT -5
"Dwell on it too much though and eventually it only makes things worse."
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Post by Adrien Simard on Mar 30, 2013 21:49:28 GMT -5
"That may be true, but not for me. My past gives me hope for my future, which can only make my life better."
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