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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
7/18/2016 3:47:22 PM
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[b]Nora does the same, searching for the real Julius [/b]
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*It's just Caesar. I got your reference, it's just not needed here.* *Caesar jumps at one of the Noras, making more afterimages and pretty much becoming a walking migraine. He separates you from your copies and closes in on you*
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*It was a good reference* [b]Nora, having spotted you as well creates even more versions, losing herself in the crowd of now 20[/b]
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*Caesar laughs as he stabs his sword in the ground again, sending a shockwave through the ground, eliminating all of the copies, both yours and his own.*
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[b]Nora is now longer able to be seen [/b]
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Where the hell did she go. *Caesar holds his sword and shield in a defensive stance*
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[b]The ash from previously begins to swirl like a tornado [/b]
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*He faces the tornado* Hmm...
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[b]it continues swirling [/b] "You're not a bad fighter. But I don't think you should have Mortar's sword." [b]Nora is sitting behind you[/b] "I don't mean any offense by that."
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*He quickly turns around* Hey, when you save his life more times than you can count, come back to me.
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[b]She looks around. Then looks at you [/b] "I'm back. Well to be fair it wasn't me that saved him. But there definitely is someone who's done more then you. Like Wit. Or Crossbow. Or Cyan. Or Roy."
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Sorry Ma'am, but you do not know me. You do not know what I have done. Here is a man, inches from death, almost literally losing his head, I go and bust him out of the disease filled cell, have to literally breath life back into him. He was a wanted man, and I was able to keep him hidden as he recovered. Many times. I helped him out when no one else would, he said right before he died that he owed me his life. *Caesar sighs* It looks like I lost that. So i have his sword.
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"I don't like you. I don't know why. Maybe it's the way you talk about him. Like he owed you this sword. Like he was your toy."
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No, he was an ally, he was a friend, he will be missed. However, he said it himself that if he died, I could have it. Brings me memories of him, I guess.
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"Whatever.'' [b]Nora still seems irritated [/b]
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Look. I'm sorry for his death. However I am honoring his wish. Letting him live on.
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[b]Nora is silent. She seems to be tearing up. When she speaks her words are full of sadness [/b] "If I were you. Id hand the sword above a fireplace. Leave it somewhere. Because it Hurts."
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*Caesar sighs as he sheaths the sword, the green line on the sheath fades* Fine. If I must, I will look for something new. However, I will use it if I must.
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"You can use it all you want. I'm just telling you want I would do."
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Of course. *Caesar sits down on a stump, heavily exhaling*
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"What is it?"
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I don't know. I miss him, however I must keep moving forward. That is what my father taught me.
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"No you don't. You're allowed to grieve. Especially for Mortar."
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Yes. I do. If I don't, I feel as if I disgraced him.
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"If you don't allow yourself to grieve, you disgrace him even more."
