Ring around the Rosie
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     A twisted chuckle escaped the blonde, who looked down at the symbols he had drawn and found them unfamiliar. “Well what have you got to lose?” He pushed himself up, and turned to the shelves behind the counter. On one of them was lined with baseball memorabilia, and it was on this shelf he found a bat. Some long dead star had signed it, forever ago. Ahren picked it up and held it in one hand, testing the weight, the balance. “There is serenity in chaos,” he stated calmly, and then gripped the baseball bat with both hands. He swung it at the shelf, sending the objects flying through the air, into the wall. Ahren turned back, grinning, and tossed the bat towards the red male.






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