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4/8/2015 3:05:54 AM
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*screams as mask cracks from my hands*
*the sword hits its mark cracks the mask even further*
*I finally pry the mask off, and all the fire around me disappears*
*my body's skin tone gains a little bit of colour, but still retains the image of ash*
*my eyes flutter, and then return back to normal*
*coughs blood and black cinders* Oh... I despise that thing...
*crawls to swords with no feet, but ash begins to gather to it and form new ones*
English
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I suppose I should thank Kalameet for that. I needed that edge of having your strength halved. *picks up Razorflame, walks to you and kicks you over onto your chest* Under normal circumstances, I'd let you pick up your sword and continue to fight. But seeing as how my schedule tomorrow just got bolder... *Impales you in the heart with your Katana* For what it's worth cobalt, *twists blade* I'm sorry.
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*laughs and winces as it twists through my body* Razorflame... The only weapon I forged to become a conduit for blue *cough* fire... I should've kept my Dojo Information up so you'd know... I plunge that thing in myself to gain more power... *cough* Asshole... You could've just said something... *grips katana handle* *body lights up with very weak and faint embers as I pull katana back out* All the other things I forgive... But that was a dick move, Ireton- *coughs uncontrollably* -but whatever... Go do what you gotta do... Be back in one piece for when I return... Or if I return at all... *whole body crumbles to ash and scatters*
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The sword move seemed poetic. *drops Blood Ribbon* Don't you dare leave for good...
