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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/24/2016 6:17:41 AM
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[spoiler]Maybe. I could have stopped ya but meh. Just dont kill him.[/spoiler]
Quincy lied there, nearly unconscious as he whimpered, his eyes half closed as cyan liquid, possibly his blood, stained the fur on the side of his head being pounded onto the street. His mouth hung open as he tried to talk.
"I....never....meant to.... But you....dont care....You never will....care..."
He said weakly, a gasp filling in each pause in words.
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Ghiaccio's boot filled the gaping mouth, literally making him taste his own shoes. "Quiet. I think I am somewhat satisfied with this result. Here, let me wipe that mess off your face." He said, producing a handkerchief from his pocket and bended over. He wiped his face hastily, as if he [i]really, really[/i] did not care. He threw it down on the ground next to his face and removed the boot. "I hope you rot in the Ninth Circle of Hell." Ghiaccio said as he walked off, probably to find another defender to brutally beat to near death.
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Quincy glared at him as he went, any sense of nobility leaving as he raised Righty, his custom made P99, and fired a few shots. They all missed of course, but it didn't stop him from trying to reload. He only managed to get the clip out when he passed out, everything fading to a dark haze as he lost consciousness.
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The Vampire had finally walked away, abandoning him near the café. Certainly some forces would eventually find him and patch him up, but that was a success in Ghiaccio's eyes.
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((End?))
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[spoiler]Yeah[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Huzzah. A completed duel interaction. That hasnt happened since i was tested. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]It hasn't happened for me in a while either lmao.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I look forward to a rematch at a later point in time.[/spoiler]
