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Ok, then! 

I’ll be waiting for yo *She gives him a kiss on the cheek...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://themanwhomastermindthegame.tumblr.com/post/16629391012/notlarrysfault-themanwhomastermindthegame"&gt;themanwhomastermindthegame&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Ok, then! &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I’ll be waiting for yo *&lt;span class="hps"&gt;She gives him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;a kiss on the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;cheek and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;go to work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;smiling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxuzjppPez1r2pu7s.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Y-Yeah~&lt;br/&gt;See ya, babe!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[He watches the girl leave, a sheepish smile on his drooling face.]&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16632062639</link><guid>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16632062639</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2012 13:58:34 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>themanwhomastermindthegame:


Around… 

8 PM?. ..I-If you want.. obviously .. 

Sure...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://themanwhomastermindthegame.tumblr.com/post/16618320643/notlarrysfault-themanwhomastermindthegame"&gt;themanwhomastermindthegame&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Around… &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyhqp3SAmA1r5n8yk.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;8 PM?. ..I-If you want.. obviously .. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Sure thing!&lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8216;lright, I&amp;#8217;ll be there then.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxuze4vKLj1r2pu7s.png"/&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16628800787</link><guid>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16628800787</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2012 10:59:04 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>themanwhomastermindthegame:



Y-you’re right *smile* 

See?So, when can I pick you up, love?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://themanwhomastermindthegame.tumblr.com/post/16596389668/notlarrysfault-themanwhomastermindthegame"&gt;themanwhomastermindthegame&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Y-you’re right *smile* &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;See?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxuzjw29j41r2pu7s.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So, when can I pick you up, love?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16596610524</link><guid>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16596610524</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2012 22:51:54 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>themanwhomastermindthegame:


…

But..so what? We met in a few minutes before *giggles*

Oh, but...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://themanwhomastermindthegame.tumblr.com/post/16596101864/notlarrysfault-themanwhomastermindthegame"&gt;themanwhomastermindthegame&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;…&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;But..so what? We met in a few minutes before *giggles*&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Oh, but what&amp;#8217;s time, really?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxsrrsiDy61r1i6u8.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;No obstacle for love, is it? &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16596251973</link><guid>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16596251973</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2012 22:45:20 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>themanwhomastermindthegame:


oh.. I don’t have a broyfriend or a girlfriend  yet

Why do you ask,...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://themanwhomastermindthegame.tumblr.com/post/16595346572/notlarrysfault-themanwhomastermindthegame"&gt;themanwhomastermindthegame&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;oh.. I don’t have a broyfriend or a girlfriend  yet&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyh7naXOTf1r5n8yk.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Why do you ask, Mr. butz?&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Well, you&amp;#8217;re a beauty and I&amp;#8217;m free.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxuzjw29j41r2pu7s.png"/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;When do you call it a day, sugar? &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16595537869</link><guid>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16595537869</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2012 22:32:25 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>themanwhomastermindthegame:


But i like to be a clown *smile* and .. I have a lot of friends...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://themanwhomastermindthegame.tumblr.com/post/16594543246/notlarrysfault-themanwhomastermindthegame"&gt;themanwhomastermindthegame&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;But i like to be a clown *smile* and .. I have a lot of friends there.. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyh6y1gVW91r5n8yk.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Of curse not*giggle* Ilike made some friend! &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Yeah, I&amp;#8217;m sure we could be &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; friends, hun.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxsrr2XPw71r1i6u8.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hey, better ask now than later, but is there some boyfriend we need to be careful of? &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxuzk3s8wR1r2pu7s.png"/&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16594891023</link><guid>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16594891023</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2012 22:20:42 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>themanwhomastermindthegame:

Nice to meet you.. P-Passionate lover? .. .. Uhm… I don’t...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://themanwhomastermindthegame.tumblr.com/post/16593902333/notlarrysfault-themanwhomastermindthegame"&gt;themanwhomastermindthegame&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Nice to meet you.. P-Passionate lover? .. .. Uhm… I don’t understand..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyh67gR5jE1r5n8yk.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well, Mr. butz, I’m goin’ to my work.. I’m a clown… &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Nah, don&amp;#8217;t have to~&lt;br/&gt;A clown you say? What a waste of your beauty!&lt;br/&gt;I&amp;#8217;m sure you could be &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt; you want&lt;em&gt;.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxuzehYzql1r2pu7s.png"/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;(The next girl in my bed, for example.)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mind if I walk with you for a while, sweetness?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16594307856</link><guid>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16594307856</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2012 22:10:00 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>Jason Mraz - Geek in the Pink
</title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_16593977365" src="http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16593977365/audio_player_iframe/notlarrysfault/tumblr_lyh6i96XgQ1r5w7hx?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fnotlarrysfault%2F16593977365%2Ftumblr_lyh6i96XgQ1r5w7hx" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="85"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jason Mraz - Geek in the Pink&lt;/p&gt;
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[ w—what the fuck  he said? ]
..

H-hello! I’m.. Souta

Butz. Larry...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://themanwhomastermindthegame.tumblr.com/post/16593239654/notlarrysfault-themanwhomastermindthegame"&gt;themanwhomastermindthegame&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyh5nx2lYr1r5n8yk.jpg"/&gt; w—what the fuck  he said? ]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyh5okHiFl1r5n8yk.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;H-hello! I’m.. Souta&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Butz. Larry Butz.&lt;br/&gt;Passionate lover.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxsrqvbLdU1r1i6u8.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Where are you going, babe?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16593525662</link><guid>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16593525662</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2012 21:55:15 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>themanwhomastermindthegame:


being a girl is not as annoying as I thought….

Hello, gorgeous~  </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://themanwhomastermindthegame.tumblr.com/post/16592430363/being-a-girl-is-not-as-annoying-as-i-thought"&gt;themanwhomastermindthegame&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;being a girl is not as annoying as I thought….&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello&lt;/em&gt;, gorgeous~ &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxuzjw29j41r2pu7s.png"/&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16592947080</link><guid>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16592947080</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2012 21:44:00 +0100</pubDate><category>booty sighted</category></item><item><title>And again trouble with the blond guy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lost-badge.tumblr.com/post/16064243109/and-again-trouble-with-the-blond-guy"&gt;lost-badge&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;‘Killing’ has nothing to do with ‘being alive’, Larry. Killing others kills you too. Maybe not your body, but it kills you inside.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ly04hyV8iI1r0oz2g.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You want a proof?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[He offers his hand to his best friend, the green-glowing Magatama in it.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Take it and ask me about how it is to kill others. The answer won’t make you happy, that I can promise you.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[He gives the Magatama a suspicious glare, before looking back at Phoenix.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#8217;t like that thing.&lt;br/&gt;I&amp;#8217;m not going &amp;#8216;round and killing people, Nick. But I don&amp;#8217;t wanna be the wimp anymore.&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxsrqlgWzL1r1i6u8.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16064814267</link><guid>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16064814267</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2012 17:20:52 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>theturnaboutsfairplay:

remembertolookateverything:

//While I’m in prison? You’re going to shoot...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://theturnaboutsfairplay.tumblr.com/post/16064123062/remembertolookateverything-while-im-in"&gt;theturnaboutsfairplay&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;//While I’m in prison? You’re going to shoot me? Tsk tsk. Looks like I have to focus on you a little more.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And I should study. Before I get shot and/or punched by a butterfly. xD&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;//I could also “stab” you if that would suit you more.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;del&gt;…now I’m fearing to get slapped by Larry sitting right beside me -urks-&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Do that &amp;lt;3 I want you to pass your exam! If you pass it, I allow you to lay your fingers on Bratty!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;del&gt;Why does that sound as wrong as the stabbing-thing?&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;// *Gets Godot&amp;#8217;s weapon reservoir*&lt;br/&gt;Alright, so, how do you wanna die? =_= &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16064205405</link><guid>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16064205405</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2012 17:01:03 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>And again trouble with the blond guy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lost-badge.tumblr.com/post/16063206487/and-again-trouble-with-the-blond-guy"&gt;lost-badge&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;…and why is that so?&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Phoenix knew, if Larry wouldn’t stop to act like an idiot - because that is what he’s doing right now - he has to do something.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;And at the moment, there’s just one thing Phoenix thinks he could do… something, he knows that it could be pretty dangerous and that it can not just hurt Larry but also himself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;He has to use his Magatama and break the black locks.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Because I don&amp;#8217;t want to, Nick.&lt;br/&gt;I&amp;#8217;m sick of bein&amp;#8217; the weak, useless mope. I don&amp;#8217;t wanna be pushed around anymore and wait for things to happen, wait for things to pass and move on when they&amp;#8217;re finally over. I, too, wanna act, do stuff, &lt;em&gt;live&lt;/em&gt;, goddammit!!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16064109629</link><guid>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16064109629</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2012 16:57:52 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>And again trouble with the blond guy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lost-badge.tumblr.com/post/16062450421/and-again-trouble-with-the-blond-guy"&gt;lost-badge&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;…you got me wrong, Larry.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Also on Phoenix’ lips, a bitter smile appears.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It still rips me apart that I’m not longer the Phoenix Wright I used to be. Sometimes I have the feeling, that ‘Phoenix Wright’ is death and that the assassin is everything that’s left.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Being with you calms me down, because you’re my closest friend, my best friend.&lt;br/&gt;I never look down at you. Maybe I do look down at other people, maybe I don’t care much about people who aren’t part of my family - but you’re special to me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So stop acting like an total idiot and start acting like the Larry Butz I know again. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Larry straightens up and looks at the other man for a moment, before he finally comes up with a simple answer.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxsrppuh5D1r1i6u8.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m afraid I can&amp;#8217;t do that, Nick. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16063146725</link><guid>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16063146725</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2012 16:24:44 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>And again trouble with the blond guy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lost-badge.tumblr.com/post/16061853919/and-again-trouble-with-the-blond-guy"&gt;lost-badge&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Phoenix also drops on the chair again, letting out a deep sigh. He raises his head and looks at his best friend, chuckling a little bit.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Because you’re no part of the Mafia.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You’re supposed to be the one who keeps telling me that I shall be careful, that killing is wrong, that the Mafia sucks. You’re my only friend who isn’t involved into families and such things. You’re one of the reasons why I want to change the system, why I try to get rid of Kristoph as soon as possible.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So please, let the killing be my business and continue with being the chaotic, orange idiot I already know for years. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Chaotic, orange idiot, huh?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[A wry smile rises on his lips, something bitter being in the man&amp;#8217;s voice now.]&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxuzbqOwrI1r2pu7s.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;That&amp;#8217;s all I&amp;#8217;m good for in your mind, aren&amp;#8217;t?&lt;br/&gt;Nothing but that chaotic, orange mope who always needs to gracefully get saved by your noble self. &lt;br/&gt;How does it feel, Nick? I bet you feel great being able to look down at people like that, don&amp;#8217;t you?&lt;br/&gt;But, sorry, I ain&amp;#8217;t gonna play the victim any longer, bud&amp;#8217;. That time&amp;#8217;s over, Nick.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16062357360</link><guid>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16062357360</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2012 15:55:50 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>And again trouble with the blond guy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lost-badge.tumblr.com/post/16061565942/and-again-trouble-with-the-blond-guy"&gt;lost-badge&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxzzswP7cs1r0oz2g.png"/&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxzzt6AKN81r0oz2g.png"/&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxzzteCPfr1r0oz2g.png"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[And there they are again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;Three psyche-locks, deep black and full of despair. He knew them, not just from Kristoph who had even more than Larry, but also from his best friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;Larry never had a psyche-lock, and if he had, it wasn’t something serious.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Phoenix was sure, that Larry kept big secrets from him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;But one day, Larry disappeared… and when he came back again, he had changed. Soon after Phoenix received the Magatama, he used it on Larry - and saw the black psyche-locks for the first time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And even if Phoenix wasn’t able to break them, he already had an idea what had happened to his best friend…]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;…it’s okay.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Phoenix rubs the back of his neck and shakes his head a little bit.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In fact, it doesn’t matter who did it. It if wouldn’t have been you… if I would have &lt;em&gt;known &lt;/em&gt;who he was, what he looked like, I would have taken care of him myself.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It’s okay, Larry. Killing someone doesn’t mean that you have to change your whole personality.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[And even if he meant it like he said it, he Phoenix feels a little bit hypocritical. How can he tell Larry that he doesn’t have to change while Phoenix himself turned out to be a completely different person from what he used to be before he worked as an assassin?]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Larry slowly walked back to his couch and dropped down on it, closing his eyes for a bit.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Why is it okay if you kill people and not if I do?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Again something darker joined his tone and Larry crosses his arms, leaning back on the sofa.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16061755734</link><guid>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16061755734</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2012 15:32:07 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>And again trouble with the blond guy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lost-badge.tumblr.com/post/16061278119/and-again-trouble-with-the-blond-guy"&gt;lost-badge&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;…he?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Phoenix frowns.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;Again, he reaches with one hand into his pocket and pulls out the Magatama, not even trying to hide it. He still looks at Larry, a serious expression on his face.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Larry, I have to ask you a question. I know, I already asked you that question several times and you always refuse to answer me&lt;em&gt; (-because every time those black psyche-locks show up.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Did someone touch you when you were younger?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[At this question, Larry&amp;#8217;s eyes jerk open in shock and he lets go of the other, carefully taking a step backward, shaking his head refusing to believe that he has just been asked about this.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You.. &amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8230;. This&amp;#8230;. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[The back of his leg reaches the table and he startled turns around, before facing Phoenix again, a stinging pain in his chest. His expression grows colder again.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is none of your business.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16061420689</link><guid>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16061420689</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2012 15:18:29 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>And again trouble with the blond guy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lost-badge.tumblr.com/post/16061028492/and-again-trouble-with-the-blond-guy"&gt;lost-badge&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;…killed &lt;em&gt;who&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Phoenix feels unbelievable cold all of a sudden. He knew that something was off, he knew that something big must have had happened to Larry, otherwise his best friend would have never changed that much, but when Larry told him that he &lt;strong&gt;killed&lt;/strong&gt; someone… that wasn’t why Phoenix gave him the weapon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;He gave him the weapon to protect himself. Not to kill.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What &lt;em&gt;happened &lt;/em&gt;Larry?! Tell me everything! I want to know what happened to you. Who did you kill? And why? Did that person attack you?&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8230; I&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes before carefully answering.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was&amp;#8230; &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;I&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;I haven&amp;#8217;t seen him ever since I ran away from the orphanage&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;I&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;.&lt;br/&gt;I don&amp;#8217;t remember much, Nick&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;I just&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;I know I pulled the trigger and then&amp;#8230; he was dead&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16061208692</link><guid>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16061208692</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2012 15:09:37 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>And again trouble with the blond guy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lost-badge.tumblr.com/post/16060726879/and-again-trouble-with-the-blond-guy"&gt;lost-badge&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[When Larry suddenly bursts into tears, Phoenix has to admit that he’s surprised. Quickly, he gets up from the chair and pulls his best friend into a hug.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hey, calm down, Larry. Calm down. It’s fine, I’m alive. See?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Phoenix pulls away again and tried to give his best friend a small smile, but he immediately loses it again.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Answer my question, please. What did you do, Larry? What happened to you!?&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Larry desperately clings onto his best friend, needing Phoenix&amp;#8217; proximity to ensure him he is still alright, that he is here with him, that he is safe&amp;#8230; that he is alive. He can&amp;#8217;t shake the horrible feeling of guilty overcoming him, though, and when the ex-lawyer asks him what happened, he wishes for nothing more than being able to vanish into thin air, and hides his face at his friend&amp;#8217;s shoulder, unable to look him into the eye.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8230; I&amp;#8230;.&lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;Nick, I am sorry&amp;#8230;.&lt;br/&gt;I&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[He holds tight onto the hoodie, tears still running down his face, when he finally manages to speak it out.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I killed him&amp;#8230; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16060920785</link><guid>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16060920785</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2012 14:57:35 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>And again trouble with the blond guy.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lost-badge.tumblr.com/post/16060426520/and-again-trouble-with-the-blond-guy"&gt;lost-badge&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[When the smirk vanishes, Phoenix feels relieved. That is how he knows Larry, that is his best friend how he used to be. Worried and caring and not such a… jerk.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Phoenix doesn’t care that Larry comes closer, he just keeps watching him, chuckling a little bit.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;No, I’m not dead. I had help from a ghost, he brought be back to life again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But you didn’t answer my question, Larry. You owe me an explanation. What happened to you?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[The expression on his face changes to pure shock and his grip at the other&amp;#8217;s hoodie tightens.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You&amp;#8230; died because I started a fight&amp;#8230;?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[This thought makes him feel as is he was losing ground and the thought that his best friend really died and that it was his fault&amp;#8230; it was nearly unbearable and tears started to collect in the corners of his eyes.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;N-Nick&amp;#8230; I-I&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;I am s-so sorry&amp;#8230; I&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;Nick&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;..&lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8230;.Waaaaaaaaugh&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;.!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[He is unable to answer the other&amp;#8217;s question as tears make their way down his cheeks, staring at his best friend is desperation.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16060634207</link><guid>http://notlarrysfault.tumblr.com/post/16060634207</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2012 14:45:08 +0100</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
