originally posted in:The New Dojo
“Yeah...I guess I’ll let you win. Honestly not up for a fight right now. I can just jump off one of those damn airships; make it look like you threw me off one of them.” He tells Jason, swinging one last round.
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"Aye, aye... I'm not really in the mood for a fight either, both because it'd be very short and because I'm really not in the mood to shoot a friend, fake as this simulation may be." [i]Jason chugged his own shot down as well, giving Marcus a friendly nod and a smile after. He liked the Australian, he definitely did, and would absolutely go look for him after he'd... killed himself or something.[/i]
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“Yeah....cheerin’ for ya at the tourney. Good luck mate.” He says, eating his last chicken tender and prepared to run off the airship.
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"Thanks, man. I'll see you soon." [i]Jason got up from his squatting position, quite simply just straightening his legs. After, he brought his right hand up in a little salute, a slight smile on his face... he definitely liked the Aussie. Was a fun guy.[/i]
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Mark saluted back, almost clumsily, before flying off the airship, dropping straight down the bottom of the arena to his death. [spoiler]Ded. No big surprise.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]o7 farewell my dude [/spoiler]
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[spoiler] See you Wehb. ;)[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]byebye[/spoiler]