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Post by Grr on Oct 4, 2009 15:34:39 GMT -8
Drake was walking around town, he he nothing better to do. He wasn't paying attention and he bumped into someone. "Sorry sir," Drake apologized.
((=shrugs=))
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Post by Platinum on Oct 5, 2009 17:12:48 GMT -8
Kiyoshi almost snarled as the man hit him, but refrianed from doing so.
"Sorry." He grumbled back, holding his crippled shoulder and rotating it. He had taken to wearing a jacket even in the summer to hide his missing arm.
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Post by Grr on Oct 5, 2009 17:16:10 GMT -8
Drake looked back at the man. The wind was blowing. "Uh, excuse me, sir," Drake called to the man, who smelled horribly of liquer, "how long ago did you lose your right arm, and how did you lose it?"
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Post by Platinum on Oct 5, 2009 17:24:04 GMT -8
"Accident not too long ago." Kiyoshi said vaguely. He still had the bandages wrapped around his healing stub of an arm. He turned around to leave again. He didn't like these streets too much. When he was in his teens years, he got in a lot of trouble down here. Mostly with muggings and drugs.
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Post by Grr on Oct 5, 2009 17:26:36 GMT -8
Drake thought through if there would be any consiquences,"wait. Would you like to be able to use your right arm again?"
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Post by Platinum on Oct 5, 2009 17:29:55 GMT -8
Kiyoshi turned and lifted an eyebrow.
"How?" He ssaid sceptically. He was pretty much done in dealing with things he couldn't control.
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Post by Grr on Oct 5, 2009 17:32:11 GMT -8
Drake saw what he was thinking, and replied, "I can perform a spell on a armor arm and attach it to you. And don't worry, you'll be able to control it, after its attached anyway."
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Post by Platinum on Oct 5, 2009 17:45:52 GMT -8
Kiyoshi paused for a moment.
"Sorry. No. I'm done with messing in things I can't control." He said to Drake. "Sure, you say I can control it. What if you mess up? I've seen too many people screw up and too many people get hurt because of it." He said.
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Post by Grr on Oct 5, 2009 17:53:12 GMT -8
Drake shook his head," I have done this before. And, if I mess up, nothing will happen. I'll just have to start the spell over. Trust me, I won't put anyone in harms way when I'm trying to help them. I promise you, nothing bad will happen, I just need to know if you are willing to let me help you."
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Post by Platinum on Oct 5, 2009 18:00:03 GMT -8
Kiyoshi shook his head.
"I just don't want to risk it. I'm done with magic and all that other crap." He said to Drake. "I don't want to replace my arm."
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Post by Grr on Oct 5, 2009 18:03:53 GMT -8
Drake looked at the man. He really didn't want any help...well for the moment anyway. "Here," Drake took out was looked like a small whistle, "if you ever change your mind, you can call me with this." Drake gave him the whistle, and started to walk off," until then, see you later."
((DX, it was shorter of a thread than I anticipated.))
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Post by Platinum on Oct 5, 2009 18:15:30 GMT -8
Kiyoshi dangled the whistle infront of his face before stuffing it in his pocket and walking away.
((Same here... XD))
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Post by Grr on Oct 5, 2009 18:18:05 GMT -8
((So, what? wait a few months for Kiyoshi to change his mind?))
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