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 Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 8:19 pm
"I guess that would also be a reasonable plan." Ginji chuckled as he put away the gun and kicked the weed, hoping it would shrivel up and die in a blaze of flaming despair.
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 8:23 pm
"At least more reasonable than these hehe." The boy raised all the knives in his hand and blushed. He then flung all of them to another tumbleweed and watched as it was ripped apart. Memo smiled then walked over to Len to pet him.
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 8:31 pm
"And Bedtime." Ginji smiled as he waved goodnight to the boys. Hoping he would get to see both of them later without the circumstances being dire.
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 8:36 pm
"Aighty." The boy covered his mouth as he yawned. "Night, Ginji."
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 8:49 pm
"Laters!" Arekku gave a peace sign high above his head.
Len gladly accepted Memo's petting with a huge smile. "Urrsariing."
"Oi, Memo, feel like heading out? Maybe getting some training done? Or are you gonna hit the hay too?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 8:49 pm
Just as Ginji left the room, the lights flickered a bit, and then shut off altogether, there was mass confusion, maybe. Tommy made a sneaky ninja entrance, and propped himself on the couch, near to where Memo was petting Len, and where Arreku was standing. The lights remained off, though they should come back on shortly. Hopefully Memo and/or Arreku doesn't do anything drastic or dire....
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 8:51 pm
"I'm so good to head out!" The boy said as he waved over to Tommy. He did some stretching and then a backflip. While in the backflip Memo landed behind Tommy and placed his hands on the boy's neck. "Gotcha..."
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 8:54 pm
The crushing blow of a Hammer ARM (edited in, sorry for the typo...) swung dangerously and squarely into Memo's side with a large thump, sending Memo into the opposite wall.
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 8:55 pm
"AIIIIIYYEEEEEEEE!!!!" Arekku impossibly pulled a giant club out of his back pocket and began smashing the boy upside the head before he realized who he was.
"Oh... Er, Hi there, Tommy."
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 8:56 pm
Memo landed on the wall on his get with a grace beyond compare. He then pushed himself back this time with some needles in his hand. As he was above Tommy, Memo threw them down on him and watched as they showered the boy. He made a big mistake tonight. "So is this what you had in mind, Arreku?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 8:57 pm
Meanwhile, a muscular two pairs of hands grabbed onto Arreku, spun him around a few times like pizza dough, and sent him flying into the same wall that Memo had been hit into moments before. Tommy suffered a small concussion, but nothing more, though swirls did take over his eyes... Meh, oh well.
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 9:03 pm
"Uuuuwwaaahhh!!!" CRASH!! "Ouch..." Len could only roll back laughing hard.
"Oh what great help you are..." He returned his pokemon in the midst of his laughing fit.
"Not really..." He muttered to Memo in reply.
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 9:07 pm
Swampert and Machamp had already exited the room, and Tommy managed to roll under the couch in time, avoiding all but one needle to the arm, which luckily didn't go in deeper thanks to him having already finished his roll. By this time, the lights came back on, and no sign of Tommy of his pokemon were in sight.
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 9:09 pm
Memo landed by Arreku, dagger in hand. He spoke firmly, but with a tone of excitement. "Hey, Arreku. Let's head out...kay?" The boy smiled coyly and let Arreku lead the way. "You can come if you want, Tommy."
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Posted: Thu Sep 30, 2010 9:17 pm
Tommy wasn't under the couch though; he had somehow dropped into a SIV portal, the only trace of him being a small drop of blood from the needle in his arm.
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