originally posted in:The New Dojo
"HEY..." Nightstalker called out, going after Hammer and stopping him before he could leave.
"Us Vigilantes gotta stick together ya know... I could use some proper training. Be of more use than I am now..." He was right... In a sense. Working together would benefit them both, but if one were to be caught and apprehended for anything. Than the other would go down as well.
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"Well first thing, I'd bring a gun. Second, I can't train you. My style uses this hammer, and my hand to hand wouldn't be fit to someone like you. It's like a rhino teaching a monkey to charge headfirst into the opponent. Doesn't work." The man's words were harsh and cold, but true. He had not used hand to hand, but considering his build... "You seem like a fella with cash, there are plenty of good trainers. Besides, this vigilante thing is... Not permanent. I gotta life and job, don't need interference."
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"I hardly doubt this will be permanent for any of us. Whether through dead, or capture. Retirement or... Something else. None of this lasts forever..." Nightstalker shook his head sadly before looking at Hammer. "In any case, I thank you for your assistance. Couldn't have done it without you, I don't think."
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"Well, I hope that you have better plans than to run in at men with firearms with nothing much on yourself. Keep cool, make sure they know less than you. Best advice." He paused, before hearing the sounds of the car doors slamming. "Good to see people like you out here." And he left.
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Nightstalker turned for a moment, watching as the police entered the store. With that settled, he ran off into the night. [spoiler]End. [/spoiler]