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Simon sighed. "It was made by me. Many years ago it seems." Simon said taking back his helmet. He walked back to town.
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 =======Red======= Red crossed his arms as he arrived back within the circle. This new fellow was quite interesting so far. "Hey, hey, hey! Whaddya mean many years ago? Who the hell do you think you are, talkin' all cryptic like." Red poked him hard as he stood with a strong and intimidating stature. Red enjoyed posing when he got something done, but it was all just to make his ego stronger. |
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Simon looked around. "I'm from the past. I was frozen so I slept through over hundred or more years." Simon sighed. "I wish I knew what had happened."
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Tyler followed behind the boys twords the pub. She was listening quietly to them talk. As she listened her two wolfs followed behind her.
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Simon turned to the girl. He felt like someone was following him. He smiled and said, "Why hello."
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"Man, is it always this quiet around here?" Asking the decapitated head in his hand, Varras looked around. The boy had been an unfortunate wounded wanderer, a person in the wrong place, at the wrong time.
"Y'know, I say this to a lot of people, but you taste a lot like chicken. Are you one of those, oh what's the word, zoo-thingys? Oh come on, don't be so cold. It's only been like, what, thirty minutes since you-" A loud boom echoed all around Varras, causing him to drop the head. Looking towards the source of the explosion, Varras licked his blood encrusted lips. "Sorry buddy-boy, it seems like some fighting is taking place. And where's there is a fight, there are losers. Take care of yourself, and don't go losing your head, alright?" Taking off towards the explosion, Varras felt hunger striking him again. At least he was eating well tonight. |
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Tyler smiled at him seetly. "Oh, I'm Tyler." She said kindly. "Whats your name?" She said looking at him but still following the rest of the group.
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Sesono remained quiet the entire time, her eyes scanned the ground and every once in a while she would part her lips as if she were muttering something to her self. Hey crystal like eyes lifted up the ground and looked towards Strider. She knew he wanted to fight and see new things, he was like someone who she remembered dearly. She then looked to the man in red and also placed his image on someone she once remembered. She was curious if another member was going to show up that reminded her of the one who ruined everything..and if she did how would she react.
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 Entertain me...Why? Angry was not the word to describe how Kristen felt right now. If he had joined in that fight he would have gotten injured and that wasn't high on his list of priorities. That didn't mean he still wasn't going to pick a fight with someone, but now he would have to wait. Kristen couldn't help but watch Red as he fought hordes of enemies. "Where." He muttered to himself before they began to return. His mind broke from it train of thought as He moved Over to Red. "Red, entertain me again?" He asked before his grin widened some. "I'll pay for your drinks." This normally got most people and he hoped red was one of them. Because your Prince commands it. |
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Simon walked to the tavern and sat down in a corner. He began to take of his chest armor. He cleaned it with a rag when he got it off.
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=======Red======= As they arrived at the tavern Red was asked to entertain once more. This time in exchange for everyone's drinks. As nice as Red was and as easy as this was, he gladly obliged. Red smiled and patted his client on the back and guided him into the pub. "Sure thing, Prince. Hey guys, drinks are on the Prince!" Red sat down at the counter and patted the sit next to him, for the Prince to sit on. He materialized two of his signature red balls and rotated them in his fingers before requesting a drink which he drank down quickly. "Okay, now keep your eye on the balls. I'll just leave this one out here for you to watch." He flipped the glass upside down and put one ball inside of it, putting the other ball next to the glass. He then removed a handkerchief from his pocket and placed it over the glass, concealing the ball inside. "Now what do you think is going to happen?" |
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 Stridder followed Simon to the corner, watching the armor moving with his body. "So this is like, a shell or something?" he asked as the chest plate was removed. "You got some weird things MR. umm..? Say what is your name?" Stridder had totally forgot to introduce himself to this guy, the immediate fighting had left not time to conduct pleasantries, but now was the perfect time to do that. "I'm Stridder, Stridder Moran." |
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Tyler followed behind Stridder and Simon. As the wolfs stayed outside of the pub. She walked up to their table. "Do you guys mind if I sit with you?" She asked kindly.
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"Ew. Chunks. Well, it seems like the winners of this skirmish have moved on. And their tracks lead to...the local town? Well shoot, it just seems like dinner is itching to meet me."
Turning to the path the footprints led to, Varras took one last longing glance at the scattered remains of the losers before sighing loudly. "I really do hate to leave food just lying around...but I do need to catch up...dilemma, dilemma..." |
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Sesono carefully watched the man in red as she walked next to Strider. What am I doing? she asked her self. I wanted to get away from fighting..yet everywhere I go it seems to follow me..and everytime I'm interested..Are these guys fighters as well?
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