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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by jj1042:
12/16/2016 1:50:26 AM
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[i]"Clang, clang, clang..."[/i]
A set of metallic footsteps approaching Duskwalker grew closer, followed by a metallic voice.
"What screwed up crap are daydreaming about now?"
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[i]My eyes open, and for a split second, one is solid black while the other is shining gold. I blink and they return to normal. [/i] "Wasn't daydreaming, Vernon." [i]I stand up, and wipe the dust of my pants. [/i] "Fancy a fight?"
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"That was outta nowhere, but, I could use the training. But first, let's get to a safer area. Sim arena?"
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"Lead the way." [i]I shrug, obviously still recovering from my concentration. [/i]
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They eventually arrive, and the simulation boots up a smooth grasslands, nothing but hills for miles. Vernon then begins charging his cannon. "So... you wanna have the first strike?"
