If i am not fitghin fro some one i wont.
*throws prostetics and weapons away* thsoe arms where maade to fight for the Dojo. it doesnt seem rigth to left wiht them.
*walks away*
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You fought against us, perhaps indirectly, but you did. Don't try to pin this on us, we have you chances to come back. I could've let you back in... Damn it Sal, we don't want another Robber. You are family to most of us, don't leave.
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again i can no longer read it. but i am sure the group chat say other stuff.
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Sal... *picks up robotic eye* *runs after you* *places it in your hand* You are a proud member of the dojo. You have been here longer than I have, and have had more experience overall. Myself and others will forget any if this ever happened. You know, in a sick, twisted way, all of us are like a family. We're all bred to fight, made to fight, trained to fight. And in a family full of fighters, fights will happen. But when fights happen in a family, everyone realizes after that it was a mistake. No one in the family likes being mad... Especially not at another family member. *offers you new prosthetic arms* So please, Sal. Rejoin the family... You know I was willing to let Robber back in, so I'm willing to let you in.
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*closes the door of the pick up ship* we both know what its been said in the dojo. i might be insane but i am not stupid. *the ships engine starts up* as i lay down on my seat*
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Please.. Not again...
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its what needs to be done
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Oh hey wood
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