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"Said in about an hour, I can just call or send a message though."
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[i]"You guys use phones?" [/i]
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"Duh, we're not cavemen."
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[i]"Fair, though in my defence, you make it sound so... Tribal, almost." [/i]
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"Camp, tribe, its just terms."
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[i]"Fair enough."[/i]
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"So, now what?"
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[i]"I dunno. What do you want to do?" [/i]
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"Well shit don't leave that up to me!" She chuckled.
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[i]"I really don't care what we do, I'm up for anything." [/i]
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"Anything?" She raised an eyebrow at Nat then.
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[i]"Oh -blam!- I walked right into that, didn't I? I mean, yeah, anything goes." [/i]
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Rose busted out laughing then, rolling onto her back then as she held her sides.
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[i]Nat joined in on the laughing, letting it die down only a minute afterwards. "Alright, alright. So, since this will inevitably come up - I take it you're a fighter?" [/i]
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"Obviously, you didn't see the weapon?" She gestured to the hilt on her back, a trick weapon and currently in its gladius form.
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[i]"No actually. You a swordfighter?" [/i]
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"Depends, I use a trick weapon, so its mixed fighting styles."
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[i]"Trick weapon?" [/i]
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"It turns into different weapons, like from a sword to a spear, spear to a gun and vice versa."
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[i]"Oh, I have one of those!" [/i]
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"What's yours do? I'm a sucker for weapons."
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[i]"Goes from a staff, which acts as basically a catalyst for my magic, to a sword. It's simple, but effective." [/i]
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"Interesting, never understood magic really."
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[i]"It's just a thing you... I dunno, do. Like breathing, or eating, or banging. You get used to it." [/i]
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"Well, if I ever get around to it, I could learn it then."