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Post by Michael Faith on Nov 20, 2010 18:53:15 GMT -5
Michael took a big breath as he watch people move by. Today was a bad day. Nothing seemed to be going his way, it started with that losing streak. Then came the soda the exploded. And this was just getting into it, the duelest sighed. "Where's God when you need him." he asked.
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Post by Satoru Alabaster on Nov 20, 2010 19:06:13 GMT -5
Satoru managed to overhear the Kuma boy, rolling his eyes. It was people like this that made him go out of his way to kick asses off the ground. He was such a good person (Egil and Mina would protest this, but Satoru didn't always listen to them). "Because God's a fat old bastard too high up on his cloud to deal with us." He said, turning to look at the boy with his arms folded across his chest as he leaned on his good leg.
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Post by Michael Faith on Nov 20, 2010 19:11:06 GMT -5
Michael groaned, at the comment of person next to him. In with a heavy sigh he said, "Yeah...." Michael placed his hand on check and leaned on it. "Look buddy if you've come to ask for a duel forget about it." he said.
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Post by Satoru Alabaster on Nov 20, 2010 19:28:47 GMT -5
Satoru snorted. "Kid, I've never handled a duel disk in my life." Unless he was talking about the old time take-ten-steps-and-shoot kind. He had done those. "But you seem depressed, so I'm going to lend you my wealth of knowledge from over three decades of living."
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Post by Michael Faith on Nov 20, 2010 19:43:59 GMT -5
Michael frowned, "I don't want nor need your help so leave me alone." he said, again sighing heavyly.
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Post by Satoru Alabaster on Nov 20, 2010 20:00:01 GMT -5
"Your face says otherwise. Spill." Despite his height, Satoru could be intimidating when he wanted to be. Right now he wanted to be, just a little.
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Post by Michael Faith on Nov 21, 2010 15:29:25 GMT -5
Michael turned towards the man, sadness filling his golden eyes. "What part of go away do you not get?" he asked. Michael sighed, and stood up. "Now just leave me alone I've got nothing to say you." he said. Michael just wanted to the day to end maybe tomorrow would be better, but he doubted it.
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Post by Satoru Alabaster on Nov 21, 2010 16:59:57 GMT -5
"Most of it." Satoru responded, ignoring the command. He had seniority, he could do that. Aside from that, the gunslinger had a thing against authority, especially when the orders came from someone younger than he was. "But seriously, what's bugging you?" He took out his gun (the safety was always on when not in use, he made sure of that) and began spinning it on his finger.
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Post by Jacob Vanheart on Nov 21, 2010 22:05:36 GMT -5
The sound of footsteps could be heard. Quickly a teen with jet black hair came into view. His trench coat trailed behind him as he laughed crossing his arms. "All he's trying to do Michael is help." he said.
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Post by Michael Faith on Nov 21, 2010 22:18:54 GMT -5
Michael watched as he spinned the gun in his hands. "I said go aw-" he was cut off by his friend Jacob speaking up. Michael turned, "You go away to Jacob." he said. Michael was really starteding to hate this day more.
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Post by Satoru Alabaster on Nov 22, 2010 19:08:08 GMT -5
Satoru glanced over to the other Tora and shrugged indifferently before turning back to Micheal. "Is he your problem, or did your dog die or something?" He pestered, not sure why he wanted to bug the kid...
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Post by Jacob Vanheart on Nov 22, 2010 19:45:16 GMT -5
(Blah because I'm gonna be lazy I'm a reply with Jacob and Michael in this post. AND ONLY This POST.)
Jacob uncrossed his arms, as he looked at the other Tora. "I'm not his problem. I'm his best friend. Besides I know whats wrong. Poor Michael's all down because he lost a few duels today." Jacob said.
Michael turned around, "I lost more then a few. I lost five, and it wasn't just that." he said.
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Post by Satoru Alabaster on Nov 22, 2010 20:13:42 GMT -5
Satoru snickered, unable to stop himself. "Losing five duels is nothing. Wounded pride will heal, be glad it wasn't a duel with WEAPONS. They hurt like a bitch even when you win." He spoke from experience and waited for the next complaint.
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Post by Michael Faith on Nov 23, 2010 17:37:11 GMT -5
Michael grabbed the Tora by the collar of his shirt. "You don't know anything. Weapons don't make you a man. In fact using a gun doesn't prove anything other. What it takes to be a really man, is dueling. That's the way it works now a days." he said. Removing his hands from the man's collar, he took a step back. Then sighed deeply, "Both of you go away!" he yelled.
Jacob placed his hand on Michael's shoulders. "Dude calm down. We're just trying to help your sorry ass. Losing five duels is nothing to get worked up over. In fact its probably the small thing ever." he said.
(So I lied sue me =P)
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Post by Satoru Alabaster on Nov 23, 2010 18:22:10 GMT -5
Satoru rolled his eyes. "Kid, seriously. A deck of trading cards isn't exactly something people boast about nowadays. Face it, your problem is pretty insignificant in the grand scheme of things." He gave a shrug. "My whole family's dead, kids starve on a daily basis, madmen are on the loose, life is shit and that's how it is. Suck it up and deal with it cause you've been dealt a better hand than most." This was all delivered with Satoru's typical demeanor and a stern look. Kids these days...
((OOC: No worries. ^^ I put lots of posts by different characters into the same post.))
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