Date: 2015-10-11 01:30 pm (UTC)
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The titan only shrugged, not really charmed by the idea of success or wealth. Those things had never appealed to him.

"I just need to move some of this stock to make room for my paintings and sculptures," he admitted. "I'd have given it all away, but there are some items here that aren't meant for the wilds of a thrift shop."

Things that belonged in specific hands- Things that were too dangerous to leave with the wrong person.
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