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<p><small><i>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;'You think any of them are going to let you in?'</i></small></p>

<blockquote><p><small><sup>By the brothers, she was hungry though. The new recruits of the White Fang had no idea how to fight, making it easy pickings for her to break them down &amp;&amp; begin reforging them into people who could hold a weapon &amp;&amp; do more with it than flailing it around. But dust, it was tiring. It came down to her enlisting a few of the higher ranking officers to finish up picking the ones who could fight from the ones who couldnt.</sup></small></p></blockquote>

<blockquote><p><small><sup>Hungry, the two had been wandering the downtown sections of Vale, too awake to go to sleep, but too tired to do anything else other than talk &amp;&amp; walk. She smiles, Roman's presence putting her at ease, willing herself to forget about the future. It would come, as it always had, &amp;&amp; they would figure it out, as they always had.</sup></small></p></blockquote>

<p><small><i>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;'I'm not sure that one we liked has forgiven you for that incident.'</i></small></p>