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Post by Draffle on Jan 19, 2011 3:45:00 GMT -5
Aaron sighed. Class, of all things. Class was something for all those old people that went around talking all day. But this guy were so annoying that he wanted to make Rade sit on him. But he did not want to. For all he cared he could fall down a hole. He ignored Syl and focused on Rade, which had slowly created a huge hole in the wall with his smashing.
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Post by freeziepop on Jan 19, 2011 9:10:36 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,485][atrb=background,http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u247/reesix/vaaa/vintage-scarlet.gif][atrb=cellpadding,15px,true] old college try Syl smirked, proud of himself and his verbal sparring skills. "What's the matter, tough guy? Meowth got your tongue?"
Suddenly, there was a crack. Mato's horn had struck something hard, harder than before. Her face lit up as she saw the shiny items.
"Good work," came Syl's smooth voice. He gave the Mawile a pat on the head and beamed at Aaron. "Well, I'm out. I'll be seeing you, Blaze Jr."
Syl received 20 shards Aaron received 20 shards
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Post by Draffle on Jan 19, 2011 9:17:27 GMT -5
Aaron sat down on a rock as Syl left, just to get up fast, because it hurt. wait, hurt? sharp edges. Have to be something. The rock had appeared somehow, maybe it rolled out of the wall as Rade crushed it. He picked up the shiny stuff he had tried to sit on, and put it in a leather bag with double layers to keep the sharp edges from hitting him. He then yelled trough the ruins, hoping that god darn moron heard it:
SCREEEEEEEEEW YOUUUUUUUUU
He then left, with Rade following.
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