[i]He shakes his head[/i]
The All-Weeker? Or the arm? Well, neither. I taught myself. Perfection takes dedication.
[i]He grabs a beer too, sipping it sparingly.[/i]
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"All weeker? Better be careful, you'll go blind." He laughs as he sips at his beer.
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[i]He looks at you, smiling.[/i] Dragons don't need sleep as much... we just sleep more, and stay awake longer. It's in the blood. [i]He sips the beer, coughing.[/i]
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Python finishes the beer and throws it into a trash bin ten feet away. "Threes for days." He grins.
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[i]Alon attempts the same, hitting the same shot, grinning.[/i] You're not the only one who can ball, my friend... [i]He laughs, getting up.[/i] Now... where can I get some ice cream?
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"There might be some here."
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[i]Alon looks around, searching relentlessly for any sort of frozen dairy goodness aboard this ship[/i] C'moooooooooooooooooooooooooon where is iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit?!