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The Artist6 hummed happily as he dug his way though various objects in the  
emptyness. He knew 2, 7, and possibly 9 and 5 were out here somewhere  
looking for new items to tinker with. He had run out of ink a few hours  
before and, waiting till 1 and 8 had left the room, snuck outside and  
started to hunt for anything with ink. He emptied any he found into a  
glass container.   
By sundown he had pleanty of ink to last him for a long time. He walked  
into the cathedral with a grin on his face heading back up to his  
"room." 6 set the ink down next to his paper supply and sat down ready  
to work. The Artist
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1. LoveCheetor shivered in his sleep under the covers on his bed. "He's gonna  
be ok, right?" Rattrap asked from the doorway, a genuine concered look  
on his face for his friend. Ratchet sighed. "He has had a mental  
breakdown after getting his memories of sector 7 back... I'm not sure if  
he will recover from it or not."   
Ratchet sighed once more "Well theres nothing else I can do here at the  
moment. Sam," The boy in question looked up from his seat next to  
Cheetor "make sure that he rests." With that he left, ushering out  
Rattrap as he went dispite the protests.   
The room seemed 1. Love
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Black is traditional
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The ReturnDays past. Then weeks and months. The moon with the hole still looked about the same. The new leader of Organization XIII did her best to collect hearts  
with only the help of servant Nobodies.   
X sat on the balcony staring off to the side at nothing in particular. A  
dusk slithered up to her side. "Well?" It held up a letter in its mouth.  
She unravled it and smirked slightly. "Well thats the pirates we have on  
our side now." She was very busy making aliances. You never know when  
you would need to call on them for help.   
The night was eerily clam. Neuro whined a bit and rubbed his head The Return
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