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originally posted in:The New Dojo
7/16/2017 5:52:56 PM
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"Don't know what that means. And I don't really care."
He puts up the knife. And then the Dojo defenses all aim at Tubbs and the man since they broke in.
"Um... should we go?"
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"I mean, I can use lighting to teleport. If you want to go toe to toe with god knows what weapons this place has, be my guest. And I'll explain masochism later. Tried it, not my thing."
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"Can you teleport us both out of here?"
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"Do you want your insides to look like a bad autopsy?"
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"Bad what? Ya know what? I don't really care." Tubbs just turns around and runs.
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"Well, your funeral." [b][i]Leon says, watching him as he dashed off[/i][/b]
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The defenses don't shoot, as he is going out of the Dojo. Leon though... is still there. And the defenses aim at him.
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"Well holy shit." [b][i]He says, laughing a bit.[/i][/b] "Nice trick." [b][i]He says, storm clouds rolling in above them. They were thick and black, though no rain poured from them, just the sounds of thunder shouting from the heavens.[/i][/b]
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[spoiler]you have a plan right?[/spoiler] The defenses all open fire.
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[b][i]A bolt of lightning struck the man, a blinding blast of white light. In a moment, nothing stood where he was, the bullets striking the earth under him.[/i][/b]
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The defenses deactivated. Tubbs was looking in from outside. "He should've ran..."
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[b][i]A bolt of lighting and thunder is heard slamming down behind him, a voice of a recent friend heard with it[/i][/b] "Why run? This is a lot faster."
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He turns around. "Right... you can do that. Anyways, technically running is faster because I got out first."
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"Yeah but it didn't look nearly as cool, now did it. Hey, you only get one chance st a first impression."
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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."
