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David F. Morgenstern

[quote]Wait..You mean I'm going to have stitch someone up again?[/quote]

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'Black Finger'

A rare genetic disorder. A mixture of telekinesis and brain manipulation. It usually occurs in the highly intelligent and mentally disturbed children and advances slowly though childhood.
It begins, with a black finger,at birth, which then slowly turns the pale white where therein, it can send out various brainwaves. The brain-waves have been known to be changed. No two 'Black finger' infections are the same, one for instance, can simply point, and the victim dies, while another points his finger, and the victims brain explodes, however they are all malevolent brain-waves.

David's infection is honed to be of a torture technique, it uses mental sparks of pain. That spread like fast growing roots throughout the body, thus extricating pain. That amplifies with every negative thought.

The victim must learn to love David.

So begins...

David F. Morgenstern's Story

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David F. Morgenstern Sighed, he knew what she was doing. He pointed towards his face.
"I'm a Russian, we practically invented spies." "What are you attempting to do, anyway?"
he shrugged, then laughed.

"Just kidding."
"Look, I think your skill, will clean up the mess, I MADE"

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 "I work with the underground, not the underworld, the underground, we have knowledge, of every mercenary, hit-man, etc, in business."
"it's my job, to protect small country's, and clean up messes, i made this mess, and i regret it." His scent smelt like, white chocolate, for some reason.

"I clean up messes, and attempt to heal people, it's what i do."
He shrugged, and leaned back.

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 "Your name, Sophia, Your job, your kills, the minuscule details."
he shrugged, and smiled, his accent, was fairly Russian, his scar wrinkling as he talked.
He leaned back, too, and crossed his legs, letting his arms lean on the counter.

"The names, Morgen."

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 "Romances, boyfriends, guns, clothes, tastes."
"That sort of stuff." He shrugged, and smiled. "Though, I am rather curious myself."

He laughed lightly, and relaxed lightly, the hair on the back of his neck going down, sweat reducing in bucket-loads.
No longer nervously itchy.

"Your a merchant of death."

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 "No, I said, that i wouldn't know, since it isn't covered." he shrugged casually.
he smiled, his Russian features coming out.

"I did hear a report."

"To many dead, the best psychiatrists, couldn't tell, Precision planning, scandalizing mind, got it all figured out"
That was as far as i got into the report, before there was a page error, and data encryption was lost, as-well, as the data on you.
He shrugged again.

"I am rather interested however."

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 "Oh, I don't know, anything really." he shrugged, and smiled a devilishly cunning grin. His cold blues scanned across the bar, searching and looking, wondering briefly about the strange angel woman, then looking back.

"Anything really, Dear sophia."

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David F. Morgenstern Scratched at his neck, feeling the nervous itch again.
He crossed his legs again, he too had a chain smoking problem, as he pulls out a smoke package, he pulled out one, and casually threw one to her, as he lit his own, well a smoke at Sophia, a cigar for himself.


"Do i bother you, Sophia?"
he gestured towards himself, before taking a puff and relaxing again.

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 "Your inspecting me, like a dog would a bone, Why? is this?"
He leaned back, and uncrossed his legs, pulling up his collar, and yawning.

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David F. Morgenstern Shrugged, then got up, pressed his hands on her armchair, pulling one of her knives, and brought it upon his neck, and then he...
Slit it.., Yet it didn't spurt blood, it just congealed, and he just stood there, as his brain shut down, and restarted, doing rechecks, his tongue started spurting different languages, and his eyes widened, and returned to normal, he coughed loudly, dropping her knife into her lap, and stumbling back into his chair.

"That's why." he rasped out, the skin already healing in-front of her eyes.
"I tested my own drugs on myself, this is what happened."
"This is why i dedicate my life to helping people."

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 "No, it did, just not everyone else."
he shrugged, his cut now fully healed, and he crossed his legs, en hailing cigar smoke, already using his neck.
HE craned it, and you could hear distinct cracking noises.

"Irony, I'm fixing a mess for the people in africa, and i have to kill people for it."

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 "Curious, And I may be homeless, it is because i spend all my funds on the helpless."
he shrugs, rubbing his neck casually. Uncrossing his legs, and took another inhale of smoke. Before discarding it.

"Can't a man be curious?"

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David F. Morgenstern Laughed casually, his laugh would be unnerving.

"Will i receive satisfaction?"

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 "Are you in one now?, How many, jeez, I'm just curious, as too how someone of your caliber, actually finds a time for romance."

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David F. Morgenstern Leans forward, Laughing. It was eerie, As his eyes bore into hers, Fairly obvious what he was laughing at.
He stays in that position, as if taunting her.

"Emotions, are everything I've known, and you say that i am weak?, Fair enough."

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 "Thing is, Achiles had emotions, And they wean't emotions."
"You create monsters, and then see if you can look yourself in the mirror, knowing that one person survived.." "Our of ten million."

He sighed, and leaned back, flicked his hair out of his face.
"I'm the headfuck, I'm the undying, and the one that is not inflicted, the broken one who fixed it."

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David F. Morgenstern Pulling back, he looked away prideful still. He crossed his legs, looking up at the roof, he sighed deeply.
he groaned, then looked down, to lazy to stop his head, from bobbing, he breathed out slowly.

"Imagine, At least three out of four people, had children, what's the child-, Unless you killed them too, If they had children, who would teach them to live?, Care?, Eat?, What if he had a newborn son, and was hoping to see him/he, before yous trolled up, and placed a bullet in his head, least i know, that the apprentice has none.

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David F. Morgenstern Pulled back his fist, hard, he gave a upper hook on the chin, a violent one, the force behind it, only experienced with a preferably high force. His knuckles cracked against her chin, as they made contact, time seeming to grind in time, as a loud crack of knuckles was heard.

He leaped up, and kicked at her leg, meaning to drop her to the floor.
He yelled, as he did so.

"Just Because?, MY SONS DEAD BECAUSE OF THAT!"
He yelled, voice cracking, violence in the tone.

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David F. Morgenstern Was absolutely Furious, he went for his pistol, No, he kicked her in stomach, and moved up his boot, planning to curb-stomp, or make her 'Bite the curb' Thus removing all the teeth, and silence her, however painful, he hesitated, and growled angrily, he moved his boot away, he groaned, and started to walk over to the counter, brushing himself down, still fuming.

He stated to move towards sophia, then turned himself around and took a seat, hitting the counter, hard, with his fist, angry with himself, and sophia.

He kept repeating to himself, that he should calm down.

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