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Lionel bowed his head as him and George stood as well. "We shall see each other again. Until then..."
"Likewise." George said simply, bowing his head just slightly as he exited the room without much of a glance back towards Destro.
Once everyone was gone, the older vampire's eyes snapped towards Ashley and he spoke. "Go to my room right now, change your clothes into something you think it's suited for class, and go. I have things to do." Destro pushed passed Ashley, his hands at his sides, clenched into fists. Ashley could have been 'lucky' that he had class right now, if not he'd be stuck in a room with Destro who clearly wasn't happy.
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~Ernest Gaines
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