B.R.T. 17.13 - Forbid Blade

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 Afraid? Ya' damn right.  But he wasn't givin' it away. 
 Person, ghost, it didn't make one bit of difference. 
 The blade belonged to Su-gara. 
 He, Jack, was gonna' hold it.
 And maybe use it. 
 If needed.

 But then the strange thing happened.
 The ghostly, swirling cloak slipped...
 the illusion of insubstance began to dissolve...

 and then there she was, solid as anything.
 Standing in front of him, undeniably real,
 smiling like she was in on the joke...

 That ghost that didn't believe in ghosts...

 Stellite.

 But she still wasn't gonna get the blade.

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