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Logan, Olet
Blades Edge
"Hey Zeke? Where should I put my bike?" Logan asked, picking his motorcycle up off the floor.
He looked up to see Olet had come closer, willing to give him a hand. "Need any help with it?" She asked him, looking at the bike.
"N-no..." Logan stuttered. "I've got it."
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Logan, Olet
Blades Edge
Logan rolled his eyes, shoving the bike forward towards the entrance. "No derp."
Olet looked at the motorcycle itself, amazed at the complexity of it all. She stepped back as Logan got outside and looked at Zeke. "What is his problem?" She asked.
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Logan, Olet
Blades Edge
Olet stared nigh-blankly. "I... what."
"I wrote you." Logan stated from the doorway; making his way back inside. "And Zeke wrote her."
He sat down in a chair. "I hate this place more each day..."
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Logan, Olet
Blades Edge
"Not if I stab you first." Logan said, flicking his wrist and releasing his hidden wristblades. Three blades shot out from under his sleeve, sticking just past his knuckles.
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Character: Alex
Location: Blade's Edge Mountains
Alex shook his head at Logan. "Stop with the comparing contest. I'd win anyways."
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Logan, Olet
Blades Edge
"Wanna bet?" Logan asked. He udid both his wristblades and set them down. Next came his two shortswords; hooking at the ends. Then his broadsword, still the same masterpiece as before. A literal pile of throwing knives was pulled from his belt.
All left on his was a long-barreled, light-weight gun. Hardly his weapon, but he hel it none-the-less.
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Character: Alex
Location: Blade's Edge Mountains
"I meant *!@#s, but that works too," Alex said, chuckling. He unbuckled his fine sword, which glowed softly with argent light. Next to it, he set down several vials of holy water, his prayer book, and two belts, each carrying fifteen pistols.
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Logan, Olet
Blades Edge
"Those hardly count as weapons!" Logan proclaimed, pointing at the vials and book.
Olet stared at the weapons set on display. "No... really... what is wrong with you?" She asked, looking at Logan.
Logan shrugged, looking at Alex. "You want to take a swing at that one? I'm not even sure."
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