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{4:45 AM} Hannibal. I don’t think I can do this much longer. Every moment with you is another moment that I put you at risk. My enemies are closing in on me and I can’t afford to lose an important figure in my life. I’m sorry. This is the last you will ever hear of me.
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{3:33 AM} You took advantage of my trust and my compassion for your selfish endeavors. You used my position to your desire, and what you have done is inexcusable.
{3:35 AM} Seek me out again, and I’ll make sure that all that remains is the bitter taste in my mouth when your name passes my lips.
{3:36 AM} We are finished.
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{9:50 PM} There is a word in my language that can not be translated directly into English.
{9:51 PM} Toska. It’s a painful yearning without a specific cause — a restlessness that can’t seem to be cured.
{9:52 PM} Toska made every waking day painful to experience — until I met you.
{9:53 PM} Now I can live in each moment as if it were last, though I’m sure you’re aware that my years are lengthened. But at least I can feel the fleeting thrill of life that makes us all human. I…
{9:54 PM} I adore you deeply.
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{2:34 AM} Are you awake? I’m coming over with Chinese Take-Out. Can’t sleep.
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{4:50 AM} I’m leaving for Volgograd in an hour. I don’t know when I’ll be back — or if I’m coming back. Just know that if I don’t, everything that is mine will be yours. Everything that I am, is yours. Never forget me.
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{6:39 PM} Remember the image of the Wound Man I showed you?
{6:40 PM} That’ll be you if you don’t bring that jet down here this instant.
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{5:31 AM} I left a present for you in your boxer drawer.
{5:32 AM} We’ll play with it later when I get back from the briefing tonight.
{5:32 AM} Better be in bed when I do.
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{11:34 PM} hey.
{11:34 PM} hey u. ya u with the handsum face.
{11:34 PM} no im not drunk.
{11:35 PM} hello. greetings. this is mother russia. my ass is freezing but i look good.
Clint smirked when he head his partner in his hold. He threw him on the floor and looked at the junior agents. “And that is how you disarm a man before making him your bitch.” He looked at the time. “Dismissed.” He was slowly becoming fonder of teaching them, and it was funnier beating the shit out of them. His ear twitched before he looked over to his right. “Yes?” He asked, waiting for the other to answer.

She brought herself away from the wall lazily, dropping her arms down to her side to hang freely. For the last few moments of his demonstration, she watched from a distance to admire the work.
“Not bad. You actually looked them in the eyes this time around.”
Nothing had been the same for them ever since the incident in New York. More rookies filed in, and those experienced in fieldwork had to introduce them to higher levels of training. Few of them had seen intense combat, and many of them knew nothing more than a good right hook and a sloppy roundhouse.
“Saw a few in the back picking their noses though. I’d grab them as volunteers for the next session.”
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