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He was wound up tighter than a drum when he came seeking the place he had heard of, The Kiva, a place to "water the soul." Between Bretonians, Gallians and his own supposed friends questioning his honesty, John Holliday needed to decompress.
He had heard of Kiva but had never seen it. He didn't know how to arrive or what to expect. All that he knew was that Malaclypse was very good with the soul and he sought his old friend for such healing. He arrived in full robes, figuring he would be learning as he went. As he searched, he grumbled, his frustrations having gotten the best of him. When he got to where he thought the Kiva was, he just started calling, "Mal? Mal!"
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