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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/21/2016 12:59:01 PM
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Tyto looks up and waves at Quincy, holstering his pistol. The sight of him was a little creepy, his eyes only really white dots on black. He looked like a skeleton.
"Hi there."
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Quincy waved back, having seen stranger. "Hiah. Whatcha doin'?"
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"I'm just trying to at least put a mark on this gate. It really shouldn't be able to stay flawless like that." Tyto was annoyed by it, if he couldn't leave a mark in it, it meant it was stronger than him. He hated being weaker.
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He chuckles. "Its magic, silly."
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"I don't believe in magic." He said, obviously not amused in the slightest. Even after 9000 years of constantly being around it he still, for some reason, refused to believe it exists.
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Quincy shrugs. "Suit yourself. You want in or are you just here to hit the gate?"
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"A little bit of both, to be honest."
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"Should I wait for you to be finished first? Cause this thing ain't gonna dent anytime soon."
