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Edited by Spyglass:
10/25/2015 1:20:42 AM
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Eric turns to look at you quizzically.
"Well, you're welcome about the save. My name is Eric, and I've heard stories... I just never thought that I would fight one and live. Who're you?"
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Edited by Bardo XCIX: 10/25/2015 1:21:38 AMSullows... Jace Sullows... I'd shake your hand... But my ribs are kinda cracked. [b]He laughs[/b]
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He smirks at that, his cold demeanor disappearing. He raised his left hand, the prosthetic one, and rotated it a few times. "Well, I don't think you'd find the experience pleasant regardless. I can't do anything about your ribs though, I'm afraid."
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Yeah... I can see... [b]His Scouter floats toward him and scans him[/b] [i]Three Ribs fractured Broken Arm Concussion Medical Treatment needed[/i] Yeah thanks, bud. I can feel them all thank you.
