originally posted in:The New Dojo
*You heat her mumble some Chinese, before she pulls out a katana.*
"Move your little party away from here if you don't there to be blood on this pavement this night." She threatens towards the man.
English
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[i]"A- A Katana?! You -blam!-ing weeaboo!" Treyman burst into a chronic fit of laughter as he spotted the blade's long curved blade, and the fact she mumbled the language of thee ninja instead of the samurai had only in fact made him amplify his chant of laughter. This was a ruse mind you, an elaborate ploy to anger the female figure that stood with sword in hand to make her get thrown off her game. [/i]