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 Posted: Mon May 16, 2005 8:01 pm
Oh heeeeeeey! I've heard of you! :::Her excitement drops, and her face goes dead pan:::
...from Lisa. :::She taps her foot:::
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2005 8:15 pm
*Luke scratches the back of his neck.* Yeah....
*recovers* Lisa and I didn't quite work out. But, uh, we've moved on. And we're seeing other people....
*smiles at her again, eyebrows raised* Look, I gotta go, but it was nice to meet you, Tiffany. I'll probably see you around here again, huh?
*turns around to walk away*
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2005 8:18 pm
*Bard smirks* Yes on second thought, Luke's not going to need any more pain after this. Nice meeting you, Tiffany.
*he follows after Luke*
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2005 8:25 pm
:::Tif felt like he was leaving the conversation way too fast, and the "hard to get" ball was no in her court. She shouted out to them:::
Hey, Luke! I'll be at Amnesia Friday night...! :::adding::: Lisa has my number!!
:::She adjusted her breasts, silently congratulating herself. Then walked on:::
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2005 8:30 pm
*He flashes her the Lucas-Blaize special.* Hey, great, I'll see you there!
*waves and turns around with Bard* Good job, a*****e. *in a perfectly calm voice* You just got me a date.
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2005 8:34 pm
*Bard shrugs*
Consider it an apology for what I'm about to do to you.
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2005 8:41 pm
*From there, Luke signs them into the front desk with his student ID. He gets two sets of head gear and hands one to Bard. From there, they walk into the gym, up to an unoccupied ring.*
*Luke lifts the padded red ropes to let himself in. He swings his bag off his shoulder and straps on his gloves. After that, he secures the head gear.*
*He's in a corner, practicing his punches. He stares away from Bard, but says.* Last call. This is your last chance to back out before I school your a**.
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2005 8:50 pm
*Bard pulls himself into the ring. He starts to fasten his head gear*
Getting cold feet? Not sure you can take an 'old man?' You can back out if you want.
*He puts his gloves on*
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2005 8:52 pm
*Bard barely has enough time to get the words out. Luke closes the distance. He heaves back and belts a fist right into the right side of Bard's head. Luckily, this space is protected by head-gear, but it's enough to send Bard a message.*
*It's go-time.*
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2005 9:22 pm
*Bard shakes his head, scowling. What the Hell happened to "shake hands and come out fighting?" or at least "ready. set. go?" He hops back a bit, skirting the ring, getting his legs used to the feel of it.*
*He motions to luke with a glove. Bring it.*
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2005 9:27 pm
*Luke laughs, not believing what he's seeing.* What the ********? You're dancin' like a fairy!
*puts out his gloves jokingly* Sorry, man, I was taught to never fight a lady.
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2005 9:30 pm
*Bard smirks and darts in and lands a hard jab to Luke's solar plexus*
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2005 9:39 pm
*Luke's blinded for a moment and gives a loud grunt from the blow to his stomach. He hunches over, and amazingly, does not vomit. He reacts and backs up.*
*Luke shakes his head and opens his eyes. He's glaring at Bard. Alright, ********. You wanna fight dirty... Let's go.*
*Luke takes the blow and comes back like a freight train. Luke goes for his head, misses. Goes for the head, misses. Finally, he fakes and hits Bard square in the chest.*
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2005 9:47 pm
*The blow knocks Bard back a step. The kid's got some muscle in those arms.*
*Bard coughs out a chuckle* Going to fight me seriously now?
*He feints with his right, comes back fast with his left, but Luke's ready for him and lands a quick blow to his ribs. Ignoring the pain, Bard takes an opening and connects with Luke's jaw*
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2005 9:59 pm
*Luke staggers backwards, rasps*
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