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Malkalvian X-mas Eve

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"In the spirit of the season, I pray you forbear committing hostile acts on those around you. Let us live in peace."  Then he punched me in the face.  The rest was kind of a blur. Afterwards, as I walked with pained and pronounced limp, I chanced upon a scene where the same occurrence was being foisted upon the unsuspecting, as I had been. I was outraged.  And so unto him I spoke tolerance and good will. To which I received the response of "Drop dead."  I quelled my personal outrage long enough to utter unto he; "Allow me to clarify… by dint of my black belt and the covert surveillance I will henceforth be maintaining on your brutish activities… if you flout my request I shall regretfully shatter you into particles of bone that will have to be collected with tweezers … and the angles will weep for you." As I let him take that in, the victim slid away. "Are my prayers answer?" I asked as some new unknown flowed through my blood, wounds seething in response.  Thus, as I relieved the man of his ill-gotten gain, his body to stiff to reject the advances, I considered the need and his supply. Perhaps later. After all, I had just finished explaining peace to him.
The Malkavian strikes again...
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