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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/25/2017 12:30:15 AM
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He twirls the blade in his hand and puts in back in its place. He seemed to have an expression of curiosity on his face.
"They choose their owners? Now that's rather interesting. The Vorpal sword wasn't particularly picky as I can remember"
He puts his hand around a key that was tied around his neck somewhat displaying it in his hands before putting it back under his clothing.
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"It is an inferior blade, who cares?"
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"The jabberwocky seemed to care about it quite a bit. I guess you can say after he was stabbed with it he became rather attached" He smirks at his own terrible joke looking over the pile of blades and their shapes.
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The blades ranged from solemn to carefree, garish to colorless "Hmph"
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"By the way, if these blades are so powerful. Why are you handing them out? I would think there would assume there would be a better way to find their 'chosen' welders. Then again, there was a king who was chosen by taking a sword out of a boulder so what do I know"
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"Their owners are dead. You need Masters to hand down to Apprentices. The Masters are dead"
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"So what you are saying are they won't be usable anymore?"
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"I'm saying I need to see who's left"
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"The world is a large place." He eyes one that reminds him of Wonderland and begins looking it over. "It's strange seeing something so simmilar to my home"
