originally posted in:Neo Punks
"Are you any good with them?" [i] he asks, flipping knife end over end in his palm, to punctuate the fact he's talking about knives.[/i]
English
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[i] Balks then stifles a laugh.[/i] L" Good God No! well....I mean I don't know just never really called to me, you know sometimes you see a weapon and its like BAM, blades for me have always been nice to look at and everything just never had one jump into my hand,so to speak."
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"Wanna learn? There quiet and elegant. That's why I like them. Although I've only ever used them in training and sparring." [i] He smiles.[/i]
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[i] Her natuarally confident persona seems to shrink a little , [/i] L "Yeah sure, why not?"
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[i]He grins, reaching in his leather jacket and pulling out three knives, handing them to her. They're all metal, even the grips.[/i] "These are throwing knives, but I'm good with combat knives, daggers, anything with a relatively short blade."