originally posted in:The New Dojo
[b][i]Path towards the Dojo[/i][/b]
[b][i]Heading towards the Dojo, dust was seen kicked up on the path. A cloud behind, which could be seen when it got closer, a motorcycle. The man riding it was wearing a helmet, a black motorcycle jacket, and blue jeans. A crossbow rested on his back, a spear on the left of his cycle and sword on the right. He rode to the gates, stopping the cycle as he approached.[/i][/b]
[b][i]The man dismounted his cycle, removing his helmet. It revealed his tanned skin, pitch black hair and almost indigo coloured eyes, he took the swords off his bike, sheathing them on his hips, as he shouted, knocking the pommel of one sword on the door.[/i][/b]
"Hey, muchacos, anyone here?" [b][i]He says, stepping back from the door, waiting for a response, any response[/i][/b]
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"True. It was pretty damn cool."
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"Exactly. How to get laid 101."
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"Hehehe... maybe I should try that trick. Ain't been doin so we-" The horse interrupts him by neighing.
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"See you'd die if you tried it. I can do it because I'm a genetic -blam!- up. Yeah how are we getting our rides over here?"
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"How are we getting what?"
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"Your horse and my bike. How are we getting or rides over through the defences?"
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"Do we get them through? I mean, we can't even get through."
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"I'm not damn well leaving something lower than a Muerto to touch my bike!"
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"We're not leaving them if we can't even get in!"
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"Yes we are! That's like leaving a fellow soldier out there!"
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"WE ARE NOT GOING IN THERE! SO WE ARE NOT LEAVING THE BIKE!"
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"Well then there's gotta be some way. You got through the defences without getting shot, you could get them in."
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"Maybe if I dress like me of this dimension..."
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"Well you went through once already without being shot. Maybe it'll work again?"
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"They aimed at me though. Unless they were just aiming at you."
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"What can I say, even machines find it hard to look away from me." [b][i]He says jokingly [/i][/b]
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"That's creepy."
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"And you clearly don't understand what a joke is. So are we going to try that plan or not?"
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"Yeah why not?" He gets on the bike. "How does this thing work?"
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"Twist the left handle forward, press the right pedal with your foot, and when you get to me press the one on the left to stop it. Careful, this thing goes fast." [b][i]He saysz[/i][/b] "And if you wreck it I'm taking your head."
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He twists the handle and slams on the pedal.
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[b][i]The thing kicks up like a wild horse as it flies forwards, like Leon had said going fast. It was loud as hell, louder then his horse could ever be. He could barepky what Leon shouting[/i][/b] "Press the left pedal!"
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He slammed on it. "WOAH BOY!!!"
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[b][i]It came to a halt pretty fast, stopping about half an inch from a wall. Leon was laughing a a bit.[/i][/b] "See muchacho, that's a true vehicle. Served me in the military for 7 years, kept me alive and you should've seen people's faces when I came at them with that and my spear."
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"Violent. Now how do I back it up?"