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 Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 7:50 pm
((I am not going to read that; you will have to explain it to me Monday.))
"I agree," Farfarello said, leaning on the door. "And even when the door will open, there are times when breaking it is preferable. And as much as I'd like to help..." He pushed himself away and sighed exasperatedly, "it has been established that I cannot."
((I will be the first to say that Far's constant reminders are irritating. He writes himself.))
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 8:23 pm
Raedou nodded his head, clenched his giant fist, and threw a quick and powerful punch at the door.
BANG!!!
The door was blown off it's hinges and flew a good few feet away from the Ganzi and his demon friend. Raedou rubbed his knuckle and looked at Farfarello.
"After you." he said, bowing.
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 8:27 pm
Farfarello whistled. "Obliged," he said walking into the door, bearing Hashmal's words in mind. It was a tedious thing to watch one's back, but the demon refused to be pushed and lassoed into any holes again. A shudder visibly raked his entire body at one single thought, and the Ganzi was sure to have noticed, being behind him; What if this hole had led to Hell?
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 8:29 pm
Raedou smiled and followed the demon down the hallway. As they progressed through the underground caverns, they had come across many doors, each one knocked off it's hinges with ease by the old Ganzi. When they encountered their 6th door, however, Raedou did not move.
"My knuckles hurt." he said, "You can handle this one, right, bean sprout?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 8:33 pm
"I can try," Farfarello said. He turned the doorknob, which clicked as it was halted by the bolt keeping the door shut. "Nope, no dice."
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 8:38 pm
Raedou rolled his eyes and punched the door open. He then quickly withdrew his hand and started rubbing it again.
"By Lady Elysia's crown..." he said, growling in pain, "I pray that no more doors barricade out path..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 8:41 pm
"Prepare to be very disappointed." Farfarello raised an eyebrow, "Can all Ganzi do that?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 8:45 pm
"What, throw a punch?" he said, "Of course."
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 8:50 pm
Farfarello stayed silent, thinking of the Ganzi's strength. He assumed they were resilient to match. What a strong, proud race. He thought, Not unlike the Draons. "That's strong. For a creature of this world."
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 8:56 pm
"Ah, we Ganzi do boast a bit more strength than your average human," he said, still rubbing his knuckles, "but not all of us actually use it; most of us tend to learn the ways of sorcery and alchemy instead of battle tactics..."
He brandished his sheathed sword lovingly.
"I was never interested in those ways, so I set out to become a knight." he said, "That way I could put my strength to good use instead of hiding behind magic spells."
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 9:01 pm
"Magic wouldn't be so bad," Farfarello thought aloud, "Attacking powerfully from afar; you'd be perfectly safe." He shook his head a little, "Not really my style, though. Maybe I could ta- borrow some of Perrault's cursers. Does he have any exploding ones?" He then wondered why he hadn't thought of this before.
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 9:06 pm
"Some of them do, I believe..." he said.
The Ganzi wasn't sure how to answer that question; it came right out of the blue.
"I'm pretty sure it depends on what spell you put in them."
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 9:09 pm
"Hm." Farfarello looked around, eyes half-closed and hands behind his head. "Are there any good Ganzian legends?" He asked, preparing for a "back in the good 'ol days" speech.
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 9:20 pm
"Ganzian legends?" said Raedou, "Oh, where to begin? I'd say back in the days of the Reclamation of South Mythicaa, or perhaps the seventh Ganziga Division... or maybe..."
The Ganzi went on and on, until he stopped and looked down at the demon.
"Tell me, bean sprout..." he said, "Do you, by chance, "know why Desert Ganzis and Island Ganzis have different colored fur?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 9:24 pm
"No." He said bluntly, bored by the old man's rambling. He then seriously thought about it. "But does it have anything to do with where they live? Red in the desert, green in a nice, tropical place?" It was one of the demon's dreams to live in the steamy tropics, though he never really mentioned it.
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