Pollution was a bit startled by the voice and dragged his eyes away from Famine to look up at Death and Pestilence. He was about ready to head inside with Famine, but the sound of Pestilence's voice made him stop. Of all the Horsepersons, excluding Famine, of course, he was closest with Pestilence. They were cut from the same cloth, even if their personalities were greatly different. "Pest?" he asked, in one word asking if he was alright and if thee was anything he could do to help.
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Date: 2005-12-15 04:35 am (UTC)