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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/18/2016 4:21:11 PM
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[b]Ot lands in his arm with a sickening slice, which distracted him for the moment. He ripped it out, throwing it to the ground in a fit of pain. He raised his revolver again, searching for you. [/b]
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[b]The man had sprinted forwards while you were distracted and now stood in front of you, stabbing at your stomach [/b]
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[b]The sword went through the man, but oh no. He didn't let you pull it out. He drove it further through, until the hilt was to his stomach. He held both your hands to the sword with a vice-like grip, and slowly, with much shaking, placed the revolver under your chin.[/b] What do you say? Draw?
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"That's a fair assumption" [b]The man grunted as he spoke, his arm shaking and falling off the sword's handle[/b]
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You know... On second thought, I could use a nurse right now. [b]With a pained grunt, he slowly slides the sword out of his stomach, dropping it, and the gun to the ground.[/b] Make it a hot girl, would you?
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[b]The man chuckles slightly. [/b] "Perks of being a dojo member. You don't need a nurse" [b]A strange particle wraps around the two of us, healing our injuries [/b] "DOJO particles"
