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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/16/2017 12:22:49 AM
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[b][i]He sighed, assisting the man over to the bar.[/i][/b]
"For a doctor you sure know how to do some damage to your liver."
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"I'll have you know that alcohol doesn't effect me! So ha..." The man said, sitting in a stool and swiveling around in it. "But why do I matter?! Lancer Corps... Do tell me more." He came to a halt, leaning on the bar and ordering a drink from the young bartender.
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"Well, they have you a motorcycle, a spear, and a crossbow, and told you to cause some havoc." [b][i]He said grinning a bit.[/i][/b] "I was part of a squad, supposed to be the best of the best. Called us The Horsemen's Heralds. Eight of us in total, and we would shatter enemy formations like a sledgehammer to thin glass." [b][i]He said laughing a bit[/i][/b]
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"Doesn't seem very effective in the long run though. Guns and all that." Sebastian said, chugging down the glass of whiskey that the bartender had brought.
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"See, where I come from, your fancy firearms don't exist, and most people don't have abilities like I do. Warfare is very similar to how it was in the dark ages."
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"Yet you have motorcycles? This is some sort of Into The Badlands shit." Gabe laughed stupidly, laying his head down on the bar.
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"Now that I know firearms exist I don't know how this wasn't logical progression either to tell you the truth."
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"Firearms aren't easy to make." The man sat up, pivoting the chair around once again and coming to a halt. He winked, trying to get the attention of one of the girls in the room, who blew him off.
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"It's not like my world is full of idiots, we managed to invent internet and motorcycles all the same as you." [b][i]He said, laughing a bit as he watched the situation unfold.[/i][/b]
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"That's... Certainly interesting. What about Archers? You guys must have Archers!"
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"If you mean can I hit a man in the eyeball from a couple hundred yards while moving about a hundred miles per hour, than yes, we have archers. Very skilled ones, some that can shoot even better than me."
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"I prefer firearms for that sort of shot. Bows take too much math. I was never big on math." The man started swiveling in his chair again, resulting in him Puking on the ground. "Fúck." He said, sitting up and getting off the chair, stumbling back towards the booth.
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[b][i]He assisted the man.[/i][/b] "Trust me, with the power behind these crossbows, it takes a lot less math than you'd think. Moving while shooting adds some difficulty I will admit."
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"The driving is the easy thing to figure out, really. It's the where to shoot that isn't so much." Gabe said, taking a seat in the booth..
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"True, but it adds one more calculation into the mix. On the bright side I can basically teach university physics."
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"Cool." Gabe said, his head falling onto the table. "Oof. I feel like shit. I'm gonna take a nap. You Mind?"
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"By all means. I'll try to resist using a sharpie on your face." [b][i]He said jokingly [/i][/b]
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"Thanks." With that, the man fell asleep, snoring ever so lightly.
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Edited by Lordbakon: 10/16/2017 1:19:10 AM[b][i]He just sighed and shook his head a bit, waving a waiter over for a refill of his iwn drink[/i][/b]
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[spoiler]End? [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]unless you wanna have him wake up relatively soon[/spoiler]
