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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/8/2018 9:04:51 PM
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[b]ikes hands slowly go into the air, as if he was surrendering. Slowly he brings his head up to look at the guardian. He as a afraid look on his face.[/b]
English
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"Oh, hello," she waved. She was surprisingly friendly.
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[b]the dregs mind raced. He thought that the friendliness was just a cover and that he would be murdered. He wanted to reach for his gun, he wanted to reach for his gun, but the exotic beauty of that thing would make the guardian want to kill him more. So instead, he grabbed the keys for his pike. He stood up and stained at the guardian, a hand ready to pull out his gun. He slowly started backing away [/b]
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"I won't hurt you," she told him.
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[b]tie dreg keeps on backing up. Still afraid. “How can I trust you” He says in a fallen accent [/b]
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"Wait? You speak English?" She asked.
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“Lots. I learned” he says, still backing off
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"Interesting."
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[b]the dreg keeps on backing away from the hunter [/b]
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"Okay. I'm just going to ignore you."
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The dreg nods to the tent. “Who’s in there” he said, with his hand ready to pull out his gun. “Your a guardian. Why haven’t you killed me already
