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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Chesh I Guess:
10/12/2016 10:41:20 PM
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[i]"If you manage to punch him, I'll buy you a pint."[/i]
[b]Looks out over the ocean, and the stretch of beachhead that wandered towards the more rocky side of the coast. His story was believable... Especially since a swim here or boat landing would be... Dangerous, to say the least.[/b]
[i]"Any idea why he brought you here?"[/i]
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"I won't know until I find him. Never do, but I know he never calls one of us here. There's probably a few more of us scattered around." [i] Whoever the "us" was, he didn't elaborate. He tucked the helmet under one arm and shrugged.[/i] "You a friend of his?" [i] Bjorke said it with a slight amount of disbelief. The Lance he knew didn't have many friends.[/i] [spoiler]https://imgur.com/a/zwU6r Because I forgot it in the last reply lol. [/spoiler]
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Edited by Chesh I Guess: 10/13/2016 3:24:21 AM[i]"That's a hard one to answer. It could be one sided. My best response is... I know him pretty well and think highly of him, in a straightly plutonic way."[/i] [b]Specific... And a dumbass... What a coincidence.[/b] [i]"Friends is too much of a malleable word."[/i] [b]Damien whistles to himself in surprise, realizing he had acquaintances... And a lot of cool people he wasn't sure he shared mutual friendships with.[/b]
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"That's a couple of big words that I don't understand but we'll roll with it." [i] Bjorke said with a grin. [/i] "Seen any other foreigners that look like they hopped out of time portals? I shouldn't be the only one."
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[i]"Uhh... Dude named Xavier. Kinda... Nevermind... But he's not exactly Lance's type."[/i] [b]Damien thought for a moment before shaking his head, sweat and sand sprinkling the beach.[/b] [i]"Can't say I've seen anyone else..."[/i]
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[i] Bjorke thought for a moment before shrugging.[/i] "They'll be around here somewhere. I just hope it isn't that damn Witch Doctor. Guy freaks me out.." [i] He muttered.[/i]
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[i]"Witch Doctor? I'm a Doctor, and I've met some witches, but not a combination..."[/i] [b]Damien grinned and yawned, his long pointed tongue poking out slightly. He was basically a white man with a cat mouth... Dude had a few abnormal problems... But he wore them like badges of honor... So insulting them probably wouldn't work out...[/b] [i]"Oh! And a few wizards."[/i]
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"There's a witch one of us, a Mayan, Egyptian, Samurai.." [i] Bjorke ticks on his fingers.[/i] "The witch though.." [i]He let's out a low whistle and waggles his eyebrows suggestively. [/i]
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[i]"Maybe a pornstar in another life?"[/i] [b]Damien raised an eyebrow of his own, looking at Bjorke with a misunderstanding look.[/b] [i]"I mean... What's the deal? He just sounds... Simple... In terms of what he is. I like the details. It's like dating a woman without curves."[/i]
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[i] He let's out another loud laugh, nodding at Damien[/i] "I can tell we will be good comrades my friend. She's got fire, and that's not just because she has red hair. Can call down lightning or engulf you in flames, she's a feisty one." [i] He runs a hand through his bushy beard.[/i] "Along with being tolerant of no bullshit, and has a thing for our mutual ninja friend."
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[i]"And it's a chick... Close enough."[/i] [b]With a roll of his shoulders, Damien threw his helmet back on, snatching it from the handle bar. He leapt right back onto the seat of his bike and nodded to Bjorke.[/b] [i]"I'd offer you a ride... But it's only got room for one... And I have some friends of my own I'm off to meet. Dojo isn't too far from here. Maybe six or seven miles. You can run it in maybe an hour and a half."[/i]
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[i] Bjorke waves a hand and scoffs.[/i] "I am no stranger to hard work Damien. I thank you all the same." [i] He gives Damien a nod and begins to walk inland towards the forest. [/i]
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[b]Damien revs up the bike and launches forward with a roar and crashes forward... Plowing through the sand as Damien pulls away.[/b]
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(End.)
