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Date: 2007-05-10 04:38 pm (UTC)Jensen stared at the floor, trying to keep a submissive pose despite the burning hatred that threatened to gag him.
"Somehow, I expected more," the pale man muttered, rubbing pudgy fingers together. "Fine, leave us."
The door closed behind the Pontifex Vicarus silently.
"So you're the one she bought for dear Matty. Do you know who I am?"
Jensen finally looked up, not bothering to mask the hatred and grief in his eyes. "You're the bastard grandson that never could live up to the namesake."
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Date: 2007-05-10 06:32 pm (UTC)And thank you.