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[i]Luka, lord Aliphesse, and Alma Elma. No others, sadly.[/i]
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Edited by Asharru: 1/3/2016 7:11:42 PM"What about Frost? He seems pretty capable"
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[i]He is difficult to gauge. I fought him in a training scenario in a small cramped space, I was unable to use quadruple giga so I don't know if he could stand up to that.[/i]
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"Quadruple what?"
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[i]It is the ultimate cursed sword technique.[/i]
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"He can teleport unbelievably quickly though"
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[i]That is why I'm unsure. Alma Elma was fast enough to defeat me, so he may be as well.[/i]
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[b]She nods[/b] "He's a force to be reckoned with, that's guaranteed"
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[i]Yes.[/i] [b]"Well I think I'm going to go get some sleep." Tara leaves with a wave.[/b] "Me too." Roger leaves.
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"And that leaves us three"
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[i]Indeed it does.[/i] She walks over to the bar. [i]I need a dragon cocktail.[/i]
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"I need a whiskey" [b]she says as she orders a whiskey[/b] "Wanna do shots later?" [i]And do regrettable things?[/i]
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She smiles. [i]I don't get drunk easily.[/i]
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"We can always try"
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She picks up the drink. [i]Be my guest.[/i] She takes a large drink.
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[b]She chugs her whiskey[/b] "We're staying until we're both drunk off of our asses, alright?"
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[i]Yup.[/i] She begins chugging her cocktail.
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[b]She does the same[/b]
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She finishes her drink and orders another.[i]I hope you like long nights.[/i]
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"I'm a night owl"
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[i]Good.[/i]
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[b]She orders another whiskey[/b] "Shots?"
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[i]Be my guest.[/i] She finishes off her second cocktail.
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[b]She orders 60 shots [/b] "60 shots"
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[i]So 30 each? I like it.[/i] She picks one up.