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originally posted in:The New Dojo
7/16/2017 1:35:42 AM
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"Well after 4 months on the road a drink would be nice." [b][i]He says, being the sarcastic jackass he usually is[/i][/b]
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Bedlam laughed and nodded, not frustrated in the slightest. "Sure, man. Here." He formed a cup in his hand full of water out of nothing.
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"I see you and I have very different definitions of what a drink is." [b][i]He says laughing a bit.[/i][/b] "so your a magician huh?"
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"Fine." The liquid changed to moonshine. "Better? And no, I'm not a magician. I'm a mage. It's actual magic."
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"Eh, always been more of a comedian myself. No hard feelings for the mistake, right?" [b][i]he says, extending a hand, as he takes the drink with the other.[/i][/b]
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He shook it and nodded. "Of course not! I can take a joke. I can give them too."
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[b][i]He felt a shock go through him, like a powerful joy buzzer as what seemed to be electric arcs crackled along Leon's hair sparsely as he laughed a bit/i][/b]. "Well, you seemed to fall for a basic one pretty well."
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He laughed and smiled a little wider. "Yeah yeah...." A small cloud appeared over the man and began to pour rain onto him.
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[b][i]The man raised his hand to touch the cloud as what looked like thunder and lighting appeared in it.[/i][/b] "ooh looks like someone wants to see me a little wet." [b][i]He said teasingly.[/i][/b]
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"Maybe a lil." Bedlam winked and snickered. "It may strike you with lightning so I wouldn't touch it."
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"It's happened before, just leaves with a thickly feeling. Actually, hey, step back a little bit and I'll show you what I mean." [b][i]He says, gesturing for people to give him some space.[/i][/b]
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Bedlam sighed and shrugged. "Fine, go ahead. I'll be fine where I am."
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[b][i]He stepped back, as electricity seemed to crackle on his arms and hair. Storm clouds seemed to gather overhead, thick and black, but no rain came from them. Lighting crackled within and thunder shouted down[/i][/b] [b][i]After a few secrets be of waiting, a bright bolt shot down and slammed into Leon. His body was consumed by the light of the bolt, a bright flash to those near him. When it was gone, all that laid there was the helmet and spear he had. He was gone.[/i][/b]
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"Sweeeeeeeeet!" Bedlam clapped and chuckled, walking around where the man once stood. "I'm totally trying that sometime."
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[b][i]He noticed something. What seemed to be a bit of ash where the man once was. In fact, a pile of it[/i][/b]
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"Maybe I won't kill myself though. That's a bummer." He shrugged and a floating broom swept the ash away.
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[b][i]A few moments later, another bolt was heard, slamming down on the other side of the stage.[/i][/b] "Oh yeah, tips for travelling. Always bring props for tricks." [b][i]A voice says, Leon having reappeared on the other side, an empty bag in his hand.[/i][/b]
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"Nice." Bedlam gave a thumbs up. "Good job."
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"And I'll only charge you a drink and your time if ou want me to teach you." [b][i]He says, performing an elaborate bow as he did, as somewhat of a joke[/i][/b]
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"Nah, I can already do it. Thanks, but you underestimate me." He winked. "Now, would you get off my stage? I'm here to help people, not to do tricks."
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"Well you might've. What if what people wanted was a bit of a show and some joy?" [b][i]He said, shrugging, a grin on his face as he stepped down, taking his helm and spear[/i][/b]
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"Not what I'm trying to do at the moment. Maybe another day?" He gave the crowd an enchanted smile."
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"Perhaps, perhaps. By the way, names Leon Rivas." [b][i]He says, turning to look at the man.[/i][/b]
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"People call me Bedlam. Good to meet ya, L. I'll see ya some other time." He waved.
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"I wouldn't be disappointed if you did. Maybe I could show you some other tricks." [b][i]He says, winking as he walked off. Whether he was messing with the person or not was unsure[/i][/b]
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Bedlam didn't care at all. He had no need for anything the man had to offer. "Bye."
