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*jumps* YOW! *he turns around, one hand on the door, other hand on his chest* what the flying -blam!-, dude? I got lost on my way to go..uhmm...*scratches head* what was I doing...?
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I don't know. But I guess you need help?
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Yeah...*he laughs nervously* it's... complicated...
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Fine. What do you need help with?
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*he reaches out his hand, palm up. It slightly shakes, with what looks like a cut from a cursed blade on it, which is running from the middle of his palm to the start of his wrist * this hinders me...I kinda -blam!-ed up trying to kill a demon. I think a little sparring will help kill it....or kill me. *he shrugs*
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Fine. *I open the door* Why were you fighting the demon?
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*he shrugs* it attacked me! I'm a spirit magnet since I can see spirits...*he follows you* thanks....what else was I supposed to do?! It I interrupted it when it was...*he shivers* feeding...
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Oh. What did his sword do to you if it was cursed?
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It...disabled my use of any kind of magic whatsoever. *he stares at his hand, uneasy* which makes me very uncomfortable...
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Oh. Well, I could kill him.
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You'd have to find 'em first...*he sighs, but as you two pass the close-combat weapons, he stares at a specific knife as they pass by* ooohhh....
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What?
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I'm more of a fan of close combat...*he laughs* which why my hand is -blam!-ed up.
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Me too.