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Good. *He nods a little*
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"Who were you to him?"
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His big brother. The guy who he talked with in private after every school day. The guy who was his role model and every small screw up in front of him could influence him.
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"That certainly sounds scripted."
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Scripted? No, not at all. I've been going back to school, learning more about stuff I wasn't strong in when I was younger, like poetry, and i tend to speak as if I were reading a poem... Sorry if it sounds strange
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"Not at all
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Cool... How did you meet him anyway?
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"I Honestly don't remember. It was so long ago."
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*Carl nods* I take it you were good friends?
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"Very."
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Cool... Well, I didn't come here just to chat and see my brother, I came for entry. Now, he said that I have to fight someone?
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"No. You're in." [b]He turned, walking off[/b]
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Really? I didn't think it would be that simple... Did I do something to you? I'm sorry
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[b]He sighs[/b] "You didn't do anything."
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I didn't? Because I sorta feel responsible for you acting like you are
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"Just forget it
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Um... Okay? I don't really know what to say
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"Nothing." [b]He enters the dojo, leaving you [/b]
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[spoiler]end? That was weird[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Depressed Roy sucks [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]He does. Why did you make him?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Because Mortar died [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]well yeah but only Smough is depressed and he has a reason because he killed Mortar[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Yeah but Roy and mortar where close [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]true...[/spoiler]