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Post by Andy Jammer on May 21, 2009 13:23:51 GMT -5
Kevin, being the timid gentleman he was, helped her up before standing back.
"Y-you sure you're okay?" he asked, his blade held half ready.
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on May 21, 2009 15:22:22 GMT -5
"You are new at this fighting stuff , aren't you?" Trucido asked, "That is the enemy you are suppose to slain her, when there is an opening."
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Post by Andy Jammer on May 21, 2009 16:10:40 GMT -5
"K-Kill her? I couldn't kill her! She's not an enemy!" Kevin was getting a little worked up.
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on May 21, 2009 17:08:47 GMT -5
"Oh Come on, you will die from being a gentleman in fighting." He said, "Maybe I should fight you?"
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Post by Andy Jammer on May 22, 2009 7:52:00 GMT -5
"W-wait..." Kevin did not like fighting more than he should. "Why are we fighting anyway? I-I thought it was supposed to be a peace treaty...thing?"
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Post by Trucido Damnedblood on May 22, 2009 14:38:28 GMT -5
"The best way to keep peace is to kill what is ruining it!" He said "Your death is unworthy for my blade. Continue training with Profeta." He turned and walked away.
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Post by Andy Jammer on Aug 3, 2009 9:31:54 GMT -5
Kevin, although frail, stared angrily at him. "True peace is balance between both sides, not eliminating something that seems ugly to you!"
His words would probably fall on deaf ears anyway.
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Post by Profeta on Aug 3, 2009 11:47:44 GMT -5
"Do not let him get to you. You have been given a grand job." She said "Would you like to continue to train?"
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