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This place had been on his radar for over a year now. It started as a little in an out mission, but it was so beneficial. It had been about two months since he had gotten his nose stuck into it personally. It was risky, but he'd been waiting too long. This was his first step. Felion Lankost...

James barely noticed the small sting of the wind. He honestly though wouldn't notice an actual stab right now. "I told you, my job is to keep you alive not to." His words stopped as once again he was being walked away from. Speaking of, what did Lance assume he did for the past years? Of...

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Maybe James was wanting to push Lance. The mediator of a teenage was replaced by a fighter and maybe he wanted to see what's changed, or maybe he is still attaching himself to what used to be. "Sometimes you don't decide what that is." He really did wish he was drunk though. Not blackout level...

Too many memories revolved around this place. Why did he come back? James eventually was going to screw it all up and ruin things once again. He focused on Lance for a couple of seconds honestly unsure how to answer the question. Would his assignment been a deterrent? A 'burn the past' nature...

Once again James was deciding if there were some line worth crossing, especially in a place as crowded as this. "What happened to me was one of the best things to happen to me." When did they get to the point of passing blame around? It happened at no one's fault but their own. everything that...

He wasn't here to control Lance's actions. His job wasn't to be a moral compass, it was to sit there and make sure he doesn't die. Which meant making calls that would prevent him from getting himself killed. James was tempted to take a cup, or theee, for himself just to take off the edge. What...

James rolled his eyes as soon as Lance was turned away. He was trying not to have flashbacks trying not to think about it really. He was wanting to try to convince himself it was all a mistake of youth. He slipped up and things happened. Nothing worth dwelling on. So, of course, he's going to...

James wanted to move on after everything happened. Sure he was banished, but running was supposed to help. He could have moved to some other nation and made a life for himself out there, but no. He needed to run and he needed a distraction. Rumors had spread about Lance, clearly, he's managed to...

Heartless wasn't a word to describe it, but it was the closest description one was going to grab onto. After he left, he wasn't easily swayed by anyone and that made him even more dangerous. It wasn't too late to back out of this. He could take what he could carry and bolt back towards a ship...

James never assumed he would ever be back in this position. He was just sorta surprised when he got the letter saying his sentence had been revoked. It wasn't believable at first. Since the day he got cast away he hasn't exactly kept a clean nose. One reputation faded into the black and another...