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No. J'adore nodded and more or less collapsed to the snowy floor. But them his partner rose to her feet and J'adore sprung up. Another high spell was on it's way. Drugs never had a lasting effect on the male, they gave him a few minutes of high and then he was normal again and then high again. On and off till the drugs were out of his system, or at least weak enough to have no effect.
Your right, silly idea to kill while high' he paused tilting his head at the femme and finishing with the simple comment, You'd probably die anyway'. He trotted forward, happy at his little dis.
Where was he going anyway? He stopped waiting for Axelle, who's mobility was seriously prohibited by the mystery drugs. J'adore's mind was the only thing effected by the drugs. His speech, mobility and vision were as clear as ever. And then it was just his thoughts that got muddled. This was the rule of thumb for any drugs he took.
His mark's death could be suspended for a while so J'adore was unfazed by lengthing his life by a day or two. The guy was a pusillanimous, ratty thing, all ways trying to loophole things.
'What we're we gonna do?'J'adore asked flicking his tail lazily.
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