originally posted in:The New Dojo
"I like that risk," the Warlock replied, "Finn may not but he's not here right now."
She got into a runner's stance.
"Are we doing a waterfall start?" She asked, remembering her 1st life Track Days.
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[i]After Sarah had collapsed, Pan resumed to normal, falling over and looking up at the limp body of Sarah. Seeing that it would be rude to leave her out in the open, Pan lifted up Sarah's body and plopped her down in a convenient chair, even getting what appeared to be a soft drink and setting it next to the chair's table. Why she cared, was unknown.[/i] "Goodbye, Guardian." [i]Pandora muttered, as she turned away and left.[/i]
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Edited by Splashback77: 7/5/2017 3:44:10 PMThe Warlock lie there in the chair. Her strength drained, unable to wake up. Lunar flew to her side, keeping an eye on her. [spoiler]End?[/spoiler]
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((Sure.))
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[i]You jump away from a chain that's in melee range and directed to your neck? And when she could barely stand, she's suddenly fine now...?[/i] [i]Whatever. Pan recalled the flail, the weapon returning to her arm as she beckoned Sarah forwards.[/i]
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[spoiler]I edited.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Bad logic. I'll re-edit.[/spoiler]
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[i]Ike blew his whistle.[/i] "HALT! ONLY ONE ATTACK PER POST. NO EMPTYING TWO MAGS AND CHUCKING GRENADES."
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Edited by Splashback77: 7/4/2017 3:47:29 AMSarah sighed, "I'm sorry. But no one gave me the rules of engagement. Cough, cough, you."
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"Ehh, I realize that, but I'm not delivering a strike for this. Just edit."