originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
[b]And so, Cyan refuses to touch the sword, and leaves the room. The day goes on like any stormy day would, and Arthur returns, soaking wet.[/b]
[spoiler]Fin.[/spoiler]
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Reminds me of the New Underworld. That brief time Mortar was the king... *Cyan keeps the blade in hand as she walks around*
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[spoiler]This is the point where Arthur suicides.[/spoiler] [b]The sun begins to set, staining the bloody sky with orange.[/b]
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[spoiler]Alright[/spoiler] I think he said something about him... killing himself... Ah, I hate this... *Cyan stabs herself in the chest*
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[b]As the sword reaches her, Arthur pulls Excalibur away from Cyan.[/b] "I think that's all that needs to be seen...." [b]He says, stowing the sword.[/b]
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I don't think there was much else to see... I'm sorry... *Cyan looks down* How long were you there?
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"Hm. I just got back around 3 minutes ago." [b]Arthur sighs.[/b] "Well, now you know the past behind the fabled King Arthur."
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Yes, I am sorry about that. Of course, I have had similar experiences.
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"I'm sure you have, Cyan. Now, it's getting late. I think that it's time for you to go." [b]Arthur gestures towards the door.[/b] "I'm sorry if I am being a little rude."
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Oh, not at all, I get it. *Cyan walks over to the door* We shall meet again, Arthur.
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"Indeed we shall." [spoiler]Finfish.[/spoiler]