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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
7/7/2016 6:46:18 PM
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[b]I quickly make a pushing motion and flames escape my hands, turning the shrapnel into ash [/b]
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HOW THE HELL DO YOU DO THIS? IRON MELTS, IT DOESN'T BURN! *Mortar lunges at Royal, an icy blue knife in hand*
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"HOW SHOULD I KNOW?!?" [b]Royal rolls to the side, avoiding you [/b]
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*Mortar throws it, hitting your shoulder, then rolls and throws another knife at your thigh*
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[b]Royal disappears in a flash and the knives are stuck in midair [/b]
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That's weird... *Mortar pulls the knives out of midair*
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[b]Royal is no where to be seen.[/b]
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*Mortar looks around, sword ready*
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[b]Royal comes at you from four different directions [/b]
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*Mortar's sword, now an axe, is swung 360 degrees, knocking them all back*
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[b]The Royals all fall to the ground [/b]
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*Mortar punches the ground, sending a massive earthquake to all four Royals*
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[b]The Royals disappear and Royal comes up to you [/b] "To equal."
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I agree... but then again, I've helped you get some of your powers. The Ivy, the Shadows, and something else, what was it?
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"To be fair, I had the shadows. I just forgot I had them. Speaking of which, my memory has almost fully recovered."
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Oh, okay. I can call Crossbow, no, wait, he has shadows. Cyan? No, dammit, shadows when she's pissed. Wit? Nah, he hates to fight.
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"Why would you call them exactly?"
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I dunno, to see if there could be a better fight.
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"Let's see." [b]He thinks for a moment.[/b] "What's that?" [b]He looks up.[/b] "Sorry Mortar that's my cue. I gotta go"
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Oh, okay. See ya.
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"Oh and The writer says quest is starting soon. Like really soon."
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Already? Damn, three quests... at once...
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"Yeah. It's chaos. Actually he might wait till Vengeful ends hers."
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Maybe... I wonder where she's going with it.
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"Same here. Anyways. I'll see you around"
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You, too, Roy. *Mortar's sword dissipates in his hand as he holds his hand out to shake*
