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The necklace I wear all the time doesn't really belong to me even though it has my name on it. It's my mother's. She had it made when I was born to bring her good luck. I like to think it worked until someone stabbed her in the chest with a katana right in front of me. I was five. I still can't remember his face to this day even though we were looking right at each other. The doctors said when I was a kid that my subconscious was trying to protect me...

I'm getting off topic.

Anyways, she survived for about a minute afterward. I did everything I could think of to stop the bleeding but, we both knew what was going to happen next. So she gave it to me for good luck and died.

I don't know why I'm sharing this story with all of you. I'm going to guess it's a virus. I haven't bothered checking the community to know for sure one way or another. I don't really care about it either as long as we don't have to talk about her. She was the only person in the world who could make me truly happy before I met Bruce, Matt, and Candy.

My time with her is my business alone. I expect all of you to respect that even if the community doesn't.

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Talented too? You sure know how to pick them.

I didn't pick her. Miles discovered her, he was her teacher. Cobb needed a good architect for an important jog and asked him.

So he picked a student? That's a little unusual.

Is is, but she proved to be a great architect, and exactly what we needed. [Another sip of his drink.] I never asked what do you do for a living.

I help my father manage his business and properties.

And you like it?

It's what I've been taught to do my whole life. I don't really like or dislike it.

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