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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/21/2016 9:47:50 PM
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"That's a bit strange. But its not unheard of."
Sakuret said, reaching into one of his pockets to pull out a pack of cigarettes and taking one out.
"I must say though, this is a extremely weird place."
Using one of his lighters, Sakuret lit the cigarette and started smoking.
English
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[i]"If it's good enough for literal gods like Sithis, then it's good enough for us non-magicians." JT said with a chuckle soon following his words. He harboured a great distaste for anyone with magic as he had never met one respectable mage in his forty years, with the exception of Trinity and a select few from the old Cedyetica days. "So what's your story?"[/i]
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"Could just call me a drifter honestly. I picked up some things and dropped some things. Don't exactly have a story to be honest. However when I met the Phoenix himself, that was my greatest time...and my downfall."
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[i]"What do you mean by that?"[/i]
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"I'll show you." He grabbed his cigarette from his mouth and rubbed his fingers on it. Sakuret then flicked it away from the two. It exploded, but not a huge explosion but just a small firecracker pop. "I can place explosive charges on things and explode them. That is one of the good. The bad is how I nearly died every day." He explained. "My downfall was on a blimp, 4 years ago. I got stabbed repeatedly with my own knives. Eventually I fell off the blimp and into the cold sea. How I didn't die is a mystery not even I can answer for sure. But nonetheless I had the last laugh, those people who stabbed me died on the blimp."
