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- Aug 11, 2010
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It had been a tough few months for Dash, he hadn't had much work and he had hit a dead end in his hunt for the men who killed his parents. As much as he hated thinking it he knew he needed help. The problem with that was he had never taken time to make friends or even an acquaintance to help him out. So in the mean time he would have to sit at the Coronet bar and wait for a job.