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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/27/2017 3:34:01 AM
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Bedlam quickly found his room, standing outside with two beers and a smile.
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Dale whispered to the woman at his side's ear, and she hurried off, with a kiss on the cheek. Returning his attention to Bedlam, Dale spoke in his deep voice once more. "If I see a shield again it's too soon, pal."
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"Yeah, I can see that." Bedlam chuckled, handing over the beer in his one hand. "No shields or glass. The glass is something I learned from a friend by the way. That's not my thing per say."
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"No? Well, it hurt like hell, specially with a chopped off arm." [spoiler]Lmao I had set a post limit- he would have died next post anyway due to blood loss. [/spoiler] He popped of the metal cap (unless it's a can) and took a slow sip. "Gotta be careful with this stuff, unhealthy for ya. Anyways, I'm surprised your shield managed to block my throw! What's the secret? Energy shielding? I see that a lot."
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"Nah. Came from the same friend. Blocks two of anything...sadly it has a cooldown or I would've used it more." Bedlam shivered at remembering being shot at and having the steel armour thrown at him. "Ouch..."
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"Ha! Just be glad the sand didn't hit it! That would have been disastrous. Say- you know who you're facing next? I can give you tips on how to use the axe you took from me!" He seemed to laugh, it was more a joke rather than an accusation.
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"Oh....I totally didn't forget about the sand and try to summon a shield the first time you hit me, but fail...not at all." He shrugged. "No idea who I'm fighting yet."
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"Hm... I hate to say it but you better be on guard. I saw the way my bullets tore through you- you'll have to face much worse." He gave a sly smile before speaking again "But two tons to the back might help. The teleportation was clever, I think you got some real potential with that axe of... Mine? Yours?"
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"Ours. And thanks. I'll use something different next time. Most likely I won't be able to get away with the same tricks."
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"You wanna know something real good? Not sure how well it's work with you but, push 'em forward then call it back. They will be in two pieces! Ah but seriously be careful. One wrong move and you'll end up with a broken arm." Dale sighed and took another sip, regarding his once opponent. "You know- two outta three people I've met have used guns, I'm surprised you didn't have one!"
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"Eh, I can use one if I want. I could make lasers shoot out of my fingertips while I yell "Pew!" if I wanted." Bedlam weakly laughed. "I'll try and win for you, man."
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"Yeah, keep it up! I'd offer something in return for this beer, but not right now. Come on down to the Good Knight's Night if you ever need a place to rest. Anyone who can hand me my own as-" He was stopped suddenly by a glare from the previous woman, who was waiting down the hall, buying something from vending machine. "Butt. Is welcome any time, free of charge."
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"Thanks, Dale. Well, I can't stay long. I have a girlfriend to go celebrate with." Bedlam waved goodbye.
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"Alright, take care Bud. The wife gets mad if I stay away too long. I'll catch up later... And good luck!" He turned and waved as well, catching a chip bag thrown at him by a smaller woman, amd turning the corner with a final "goodbye." [spoiler]End![/spoiler]
