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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/24/2018 10:48:44 PM
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"Eh, might not be worth it....Got anything else?"
The general yawned.
"Maybe a single jet?"
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"No, I cannot promise you a jet." Malcolm stopped, looking over his shoulder at the general.
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"That's dumb. Aren't you in charge?" The older emu asked, puffing more smoke.
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"Only partially." Malcolm turned his horse around to face the general once more. "Dojoville Militia doesn't even have any jets to use for themselves. It'd be impossible to grant you one."
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"Bunch of... " The general trailed off. "I guess I'll do this one thing for ya."
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"Then you have my thanks. Perhaps... This may be the start of something more." Malcolm concluded, turning around again and beginning to ride off.
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"Doubt it, human." The general turned to his flightless bird brothers. "NOW! Run back to camp, maggots!"
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[spoiler]End? [/spoiler]
