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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
9/10/2016 12:55:18 PM
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[i]While Ornstein had bothered to wave at Ite, Smough himself simply nodded to their old friend, their golden armor gleaming in the blazing sunlight.[/i]
S: "Hey, Ite. It's been good...I guess. You?"
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[b]Ite smiles, yet frowns at the same time, knowing the bitter truth.[/b] "We both know you aren't here for small talk."
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[i]The two nodded, Ornstein sighing as he spoke. His voice was gruff, sounding much older than before.[/i] "Yeah. We came for...a fight."
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[b]Ite pulls his signature weapon from its resting place upon his back. The massive, two-sided scythe seemed to be weightless in his hands as he spun it around on a singular finger.[/b] "Go ahead and charge forth then."
