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1/9/2016 6:35:27 PM
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[i]He notices her and thinks to himself[/i]
[b]If they are the one responsible for the ship, I need to interrogate[/b]
[i]He starts to follow her[/i]
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[b]It isn't long until she gains too much distance. Her steps are strangely quick and light. At this rate, it will be impossible to catch up.[/b]
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[i]He thinks to himself[/i] [b]Damn, guess I have to[/b] [i]He puts his hand on one of his swords, suddenly he's, gone. Less than a second later he's in front of you, a sword to your neck. You can tell from his eyes he's just a kid [/i]
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[b]Her reaction is blindingly quick. In one moment the sword is pulled from her neck and on the ground. In the next, she holds out a palm and the boy is sent flying backwards.[/b] [i]"That's not very nice..."[/i]
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[i]He lands in the sand and gets up, swiping the sand off his armor, he sheathes the sword[/i] [b]Are you FN?[/b]
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[i]"No... No clue what that is."[/i] [b]She gives him an angry look.[/b]
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[i]He draws a normal longsword and holds in one hand[/i] [b]Your lying[/b]
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[b]She sighs.[/b] [i]"Or maybe you're a paranoid jackass. First you attack me then call me a liar? Go to hell."[/i] [b]She stomps off in the other direction.[/b]
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[i]He puts his hand on the sheathed sword on his back and once again, he's in front of you, he takes his hand off the sword and draws the normal one[/i] [b]Calling a 16 year old paranoid? Now that's mean[/b] [i]He says while aiming the swords point at you[/i]
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[b]She grimaces. She grabs the sword by the blade. As she tightens the grip, her hands digs in and bleeds, but the sword begins to crack and crumble.[/b] [i]"So is continuely aiming swords and being annoying. Now, stop being stupid and move away, you paranoid ass."[/i]
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[i]He sighs as his sword breaks, but when you see it, underneath is a perfectly fine blade identical to the last[/i] [b]Fine, sorry for meeting this way, I'm Zenith[/b] [i]He says as he sheathes his sword[/i]
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[b]She scowls.[/b] [i]"And I'm leaving..."[/i] [b]She pads her way up the hill.[/b]
