[Any other time, Dist would hesitate, or turn cheek and leave as fast as he could. This situation was different, though. This was just business, was what his mind kept telling him. Just business...then he could leave, like he wanted.
lacing a hand gently on Ion's back, the man ushers him inside with a small command.]
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Date: 2011-05-16 03:11 am (UTC)lacing a hand gently on Ion's back, the man ushers him inside with a small command.]
In.