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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Jun 18, 2009 17:55:41 GMT -5
"Well, you need to practice." Trucido said. He stood up and flew away.
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Jun 18, 2009 18:02:14 GMT -5
He's right...
Mark: Wait, Trucido sir! *Mark yelled trying to stop him.*
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Jun 18, 2009 18:03:51 GMT -5
"Yes, Mark, what is it?" Trucido asked as he turned around.
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Jun 18, 2009 18:07:10 GMT -5
*Mark breathed in then dropped to his knees in a respectable bow.*
Mark: Please sir, train me!
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Jun 18, 2009 18:28:55 GMT -5
Trucido looked at him and said "Of Course, Mark. I would LOVE to. Meet me at my house."
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Jun 18, 2009 18:31:37 GMT -5
*Mark blinked.*
Not what I was expecting...
*Mark nodded to him.*
*30 minutes later Mark came walking to Trucido's house, he's only been here a couple times and they've all been brief. He knocked on the door waiting for him to open it.*
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Jun 18, 2009 18:53:04 GMT -5
A sword ran though the door, but he missed him like a foot over his head. "Damn it. I missed you, ah well, you are going to be practicing with me. Come on, follow me." he said as he walked off with a sword and his whip.
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Jun 18, 2009 18:55:59 GMT -5
*For a couple moments, Mark stood completely still then he walked in.*
That freak! Man, I better watch out, who knows what he planted around here!
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Jun 18, 2009 19:33:24 GMT -5
In the room there was some chairs and a table but it was pushed to the side. In the center was a rotting pig corpse, with thousands of flies flying at it. "Ok, Remove the wings of the flies, but do not kill them." He said as he walked by.
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Jun 19, 2009 9:40:02 GMT -5
Mark: ...but how!? That impossible! *Mark said reaching for a fly but missing.*
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Jun 19, 2009 11:01:18 GMT -5
"Are you doubting my techniques?" he asked him as he pulled out his sword. He looked the the flies for a bit and then he swung his sword some and the flies fell down. They started to walk away. "Remember, you were the one that came to me for help. Keep doubting my Techniques, I will boot you out of here, and make sure you never see me again."
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Jun 19, 2009 11:47:55 GMT -5
*Mark nodded.*
Mark: Sorry... *He closed his eyes holding his sword out, in a minute he swung his sword forward in a combo of slashes, flies falling to the ground.* Did that work, sir?
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Jun 19, 2009 15:32:01 GMT -5
He looked at the flies. "Now what do we call them?" Trucido said joking " Now, Next task is simple, Get this Apple." He ran outside of the door.
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Jun 19, 2009 18:58:31 GMT -5
*Mark nodded and bolted after Trucido.*
Damn he's hard to catch up to I'll just have to hit the apple out of his hands.
*He spun his blade by the rope and threw it aiming for the apple.*
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on Jun 19, 2009 19:27:34 GMT -5
He turned and saw the upcoming blade. He switched hands with the apples and deflected the sword with his hand. "Come on, stop focusing on the Apple, if you stop you can get it!"
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