originally posted in:The New Dojo
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."
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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!"