originally posted in:The New Dojo
Debatable.
[i]Clarkson replied.[/i]
Would've preferred him alive.
[i]he said, directed more at Wilson.[/i]
HEY PISS OFF I SAVED THE KID! I ACTUALLY DID SOMETHING THAT WASN'T MORALLY REPREHENSIBLE!
[i]Wolfe and Rose were silent, but Watcher spoke.[/i]
That.... that was badass.
English
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"I've been on the receiving end of that .50, and let me tell you, it's no fun." [i]I chucked, pulling my shirt up to reveal three golf-ball sized scars walking up from my abdomen to my upper torso, all of them evenly spaced.[/i] "That's why I wear armor now." [i]I look over at Wilson. [/i] "You certainly haven't lost your prowess."
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Kinda hard to lose your skills when you practice all the time, kid. [i]He said, holstering his revolver after wiping the blood off of it.[/i]
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"Fair enough." [i]I look around at the bloody mess that was Atlas. There was barely anything recognizable about the face. [/i] "You want help salvaging that mess?"
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Nah, fam, I'm good. Ain't my jurisdiction anyways... [i]Wilson said, looking back to the corpse.[/i]
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"So what happens now? You just stay here at the Dojo, or go somewhere else and kill shit?" [i]I say, pulling my knife out and throwing at what little was left of Atlas' head. Hearing the thud of the blade impaling itself. [/i] "If I were you, I'd stay here. Money'll be rolling in with the gear you're selling."
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Look dude, I'm a wanderer. I can't stay in one place, but I'm probably gonna hang here for a while. Business is good. [i]He replied.[/i]