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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/4/2016 5:24:35 PM
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[b]An old friend[/b]
Above the dojo, a single ship blinked into existence, having exited warp from FTL
it manuvered over to the courtyard and hovered there, seemingly waiting for something.......
Deep within its bowels, a signal was given, and a lone figure was transmatted to the surface, landing heavily
His scarred face was framed by Prematurely white hair, and his face was pocketed with stubble of the same kind, only haphazardly shaven
His brown leather jacket fluttered in the breeze, framing a red T-shirt with an embossed Kingdom Key logo, and his frayed and damaged blue jeans shifted a little as he walked, the bottoms resting on brown hiking boots, and he sat down on a rock, spinning his gunmetal grey revolver
Jared Grant had returned
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*A familiar cat/wolf creature falls from a tree, landing next to him. He has a sword in a sheath at his hip. He sits up, rubbing his head and you can see that the handle of the sword is silver.* "Owwww... Wait?! Jared!?!?!?"
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he spins the revolver more before holstering "well well well, so you did stay, hmph" He sighed and offered a hand "Need help?"
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*He takes it, standing up.* "What do you mean by [i]so I did stay?[/i]"
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"Eh, I've been here a long time, or used to but regardless, this place sometimes loses its momentum, and sometimes members leave or go somewhere else........ I guess I fall under Somewhere else and leave, right?"
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"Yeah... Some did leave at one point but I stayed. I'm not going anywhere any time soon."
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"Well I'm getting right to the point I'm guessing there's some form of Testing policy still, correct?"
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"Yep... If you want to fight over people then you need someone to test you. I actually happen to be a tester now..."
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"Hmph, well, let's not waste time" he walked a few feet away, and summoned his keyblade, Counterpoint "En Guarde!"
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*He draws the sword from the sheathe, revealing a two foot long light blue blade. The blade seems to be covered in frost and is surrounded by a faint white mist. He holds it with both hands, getting into a guard.*
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He acted first, throwing the keyblade, the sword spinning as it flew toward you, and fired three shots of adamantium-explosive slugs at you
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*He jumped out of the way off the sword, dodging the slugs as well. He lunged at Jared, swinging at his left shoulder.*
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Edited by Sleek: 10/6/2016 12:54:42 PMhe ducked, and spun the pistol so the handle was toward you, and pistol-whipped you in the face, throwing you back
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*Sketch stumbles back a couple feet but steadied himself. He lunges at Jared again, kicking him in the gut and then trying to hit him in the side of his head with the hilt of his sword.* [spoiler]What about him swinging his sword? Meh, you can ignore it this time.[/spoiler]
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he raised his other arm to block the hilt, and you obviously fractured the bone as he grunted in pain and you felt something shift inside his arm he spun the pistol and blind-fired at you, a very inaccurate spray of four shots
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*One of them hit him in the gut and somehow another hit him in the left arm. He stumbles back, clutching his stomach.*
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He took the initiative, running forward and jumping up, kicking forward with both legs into the wound and pushing back off of you with his legs, then he rolled backward
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*He shouts in pain as he stumbles back. He swings his sword attempting to hit you with a blast of air and send you flying back into a tree.*
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he was caught full blast and grunted as he got up, popping several fingers back into place on his free hand after getting up, and he quickly loaded his gun with a speed-loader
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*Sketch sprinted towards him, holding his sword in a block to deflect any oncoming bullets.*
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Instead of trying to get around the sword, he shot at your hand while trying to stay back away from you
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*The bullets were just deflected by the air shield created by the sword. Sketch was about to try and drop kick Alpha when he tripped and slid about three feet across the ground. He doesn't move when he stops sliding.*
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Jared simply walked over, and aimed the gun down at sketch's head, placing a foot on his back to keep him from rising and restraining his movement "Yield"
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*He doesn't move.*
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He applied pressure with the foot, and tapped the back of the head with the revolver "Does this mean I win?"
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*Still no answer.*
