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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Friadoc" data-source="post: 4265522" data-attributes="member: 5445">Breath heavy with exertion, frosting as it puffs from Cade’s mouth, the young man is dressed for jogging in the cold February morning; he is wearing heavy black sweats, a black watch cap, fingerless black gloves with added padding, and cross training shoes. Moving through the dark early morning, Cade cuts an unusual course, as he leaps over concrete planters, vaults off of his hands over tables or hand-traversing ledges and fixtures.It has been several weeks since the young man added parkour, freerunning, to his morning jog, but Cade is picking the skills up rather quickly. His morning runs fueled by a need to increase his spatial awareness, given the nature of his job, plus playing his favorite tunes over his iPhone hasn’t hurt much, either.No one knows what its likeTo be the bad manTo be the sad manBehind blue eyesWith a quick dive Cade launches himself over the rail of the raised walkway, hurling his body across to an open air patio and rolling to his feet.    No one knows what its likeTo be hatedTo be fatedTo telling only liesHowever, Cade tops his forward movement, turning to look back over the jump that he just made, the jump that he couldn’t make that well the week before. It is not that far, only a five food span, but it is over ten feet above the ground below.“Nice,” says Cade to himself, breathing a sigh of relief before he turns and continues on his run. Only a short distance for home, the young man grows more confident in his surroundings and stunts upon gaining familiar ground.But my dreamsThey arent as emptyAs my conscience seems to beI have hours, only lonelyMy love is vengeanceThats never freeNo one knows what its likeTo feel these feelingsLike I doAnd I blame youTurning down the alley before his apartment, Cade turns and runs down it at full speed, jumping slightly and using a brick outcropping and his momentum to kick-jump toward a fire-escape ladder. Riding the metallic clatter toward the ground, Cade quickly tries to gain his footing on the rungs, however his feet hit the ground at the same time the ladder does.“Frak,” says Cade as he starts climbing up the ladder. “Next time.”No one bites back as hardOn their angerNone of my pain and woeCan show throughBut my dreamsThey arent as emptyAs my conscience seems to beI have hours, only lonelyMy love is vengeanceThats never freeClimbing through his window, after using a remote to unlock it, Cade plugs his iPhone into a speaker mount, filling the apartment with The Who’s Behind Blue Eyes.Quickly closing the window, Cade strips down and walks into the shower, his body soaked with sweat, grim, and the results of his morning constitutional.When my fist clenches, crack it openBefore I use it and lose my coolWhen I smile, tell me some bad newsBefore I laugh and act like a foolIf I swallow anything evilPut your finger down my throatIf I shiver, please give me a blanketKeep me warm, let me wear your coatNo one knows what its likeTo be the bad manTo be the sad manBehind blue eyesSlowly the song fades aware, as it is the usual end to Cade’s workout, and only the sounds of his shower fills the apartment. After fifteen minutes, or so, the sound of water stops. Shortly after which a single meow from Selina, Cade’s cat, attacks the silence.“I know, I know,” says Cade as he comes out of the bathroom with a towel around his waste. “Z takes better care than I do, sheesh.”The only reply is a second meow.“She’s got a key, what else do you want,” says Cade as he pours the cat a bowl of hard food, before toping it with a scoop of soft food, that he mixes together. “You wanna go live with her.”Two meows are his only reply.“Yeah, well I doubt she’s gonna wanna move in with a hick from the sticks,” says Cade with a chuckle. “We’d be skipping a few steps….a lot of steps.”However, the conversation is quickly interrupted by a priority page from the Institute and as the feline eats her food, Cade gets quickly dressed, making sure to put on his holster, which turns his sidearm invisible, iPhone, and picks up the pack that holders his gear and rifle.“Be good, don’t do anything stupid,” says Cade as he leaves the apartment, locking the door behind him.A single meow is his only reply.</blockquote>

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