"Right..."

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"Don't worry, I have a few knives up my sleeve," Virgil said.

"Do you mean cards?" Roman asked.

Virgil pulled knives out of his sleeves, "No, I do not."

"Oh my god, Virgil," Roman said. "Why?"

Virgil shrugged. "You forget that I grew up in the dark side of the mindspace with Remus and Janus."

"Right..." 

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