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She glared at
him.
"You know something? Screw you!!" She stomped off and sat down on the
bleachers with a huff, her chin leaning against a clenched fist. .
Ashlon just kinda stands there staring at San and Skye, the saber burning a small hole in the ground.
San turned back to face Ashlon,"well...I feel like a prick..can we continue this later?",San walked over to Skye,sitting down behind her,"c`mon Skye,I was just kidding,I`m sorry"
Ashlon blinked. "I, uh, guess so." Mitch landed on Ashlon's head. "Great job, hotshot." "Thank you!" "Kid, it's about time I teach you about sarcasm."
Medley stood there, confused. She turned to Ashlon, "do you have any idea what just happened?"
Ashlon looked up for a moment. "Ummmm......nope, not really." Mitch sighed.
Plushie-Liger Zero
tilted his head to the side, then rubbed it against Skye's head, trying to
comfort her the best he can.
Plushie-Rock just stared at
Ashlon.
Plushie-Rock: It's a good thing I didn't decide to spar with
him... -_-;;;
Might looked over at Medley and Ashlon,"lovers quarrel I presume"
Rini also looked on. "Gee... this reminds me of home. Mom and Dad act just as childish, when they fight."
White-Jet (Muttering): No kidding. And they say older sisters are supposed to be more mature... -_-;;;
Skye stroked Liger
Zero and nuzzled him, moving away from San.
"Humph...men."
San sat down beside Skye,"c`mon I`m sorry..don`t tell me it`ll take more than 5 minutes my time for you to forgive me?"
"It'll take more than 10 minutes of your time!!!" she glared at him. "Go away and fight with that boy."
Sanjuro sighed and walked back to Ashlon,"sorry about that....ready?".
Rock sat on the
fence of the blechers, waiting for something to do.
Plushie-Liger Zero
looked at Skye, wondering if there was someway he can help get the two back
together again.
She stroked the
mecha kitty.
"Dont worry about it."
Ashlon waved Mitch off his head and raised his sword. "You bet, mister!"
San cracked his neck and readied his rolling cutter,this time holding a side of teh blade with each hand like a melee weapon.
Ashlon grinned. "Scissors, eh?" Ashlon knelt down, then stood up. "Well, I can fight that with ROCK!" Ashlon chucked a rock at San, then charged forward.
San smirked and jumped back,aiming with his foot he kicked a stone off the ground and it hit Ashlons hand,"rock beats Ashlon,Sanjuro wins the game!",San laughed and brought his cutter up in defence.
Ashlon screeched to a halt as the saber flew from his hand from the rock. It spun up, then down, and impaled itself into the ground. Ashlon blinked. "Um..."
San sheathed his rolling cutter and walked over to Ashlon,"well why not a bit of close combat then...ouch tahts one hell of a bruise".
Ashlon shakes his hand in the air. "No kidding." Ashlon sighed. "I guess I could try that." Ashlon stepped his foot back and brought his fists up. "Ugh, I'm even worse at this than the swordfighting.."
San got out of his stance,"okay well if your no good I could teach you..I mean apart from this cutter I don`t have any other moves so I fist fight",he put his hand up in front of Ashlon,"well show me your best punch,don`t hold back".
Skye sighed and
watched intently.
"this oughta be good"
Ashlon gulped and held up a fist. He pulled back slowly, looking at San's hand. As the elbow reached as far as it could go, he swung his hip forward, letting his arm follow with it.
As it collided San
held firm but he skidded back a few feet,he shook his hand several times,"nice
one,good to see you put your hips into it...exucse me one moment".He walked out
of the arena and walked to a quiet corner where he looked at his
hand.
"YEEEEOOOOOOWWWWW...how many bones are
left?"
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Pang suddenly straightened up on hearing the yell and
looked over at DM,"what was that?"
Ashlon blinked. "Did I really hit him that hard?" Mitch floated onto the ground next to Ashlon. "Apparently so..looks like you're learning or he has very weak hands."
Sanjuro walked back
in,now with a bandage round his hand and wrist.
"did I really hit you
that hard?"
"no...when I had my hand out when you punched it,the hand
went backwards which is shouldn`t do in that spot cause it can break the
wrist,as its done here"
"..but reploids don`t get broken
bones"
"no but Bioroids do,I`m a lot more human in structure as well as
mind than a reploid"
He shook his hand a few times,each time there was a
loud crack,he unsheathed his rolling cutter.
"tell you what,lets do
melee".
Ashlon shrugged and picked up his sword from the ground. He faced San. Mitch flapped back up, wondering what the heck a Bioroid was.
"And what per-chance is a Bioroid San...??" Skye looked up at him, hints of anger still on her face but she was curious.
"a type of robot Light and Wily made...me and my bros,alternate dimensions are fun,I`m almost like a human but I don`t age and most of my organs resemble machine parts,my heart and stuff like my eyes are synthetic and shaped like human ones".
"What about Cossak bots??" she looked at him once more, her blue eyestreaks briging out the orange in her eyes.
"eh-heh I don`t have the foggiest,possibly,mind you I`ve never seen a real woman with such beautiful eyes"
She smacked her
head.
"San I still hate you."
"but why...what did I do,I have no clue what I did that ticked you off so badly"
"You're an idiot Sanjuro....I should have hooked up with Rock."
"I doubt he would`ve been there for you no matter what happened....alright Ashlon en guarde"
Ashlon had his saber next to him. He was on the floor, crosslegged, reading a small pocket book. Mitch was reading over his shoulder. Mitch turned his head and looked at San, then back at Ashlon. He tapped Ashlon's head with his wing. Ashlon looked up casually, glanced at San, and yawned. He put the book on Mitch's back and watched him flap away. Ashlon stood up and got into a fighting position. "Do you always take such long time-outs, sir?"
"what are you
talking about,that was less than a minute",he smirked and threw his cutter at
Ashlon,making sure the blunt edge would hit.
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Might stepped
over to Medley,"do you want a weapon until you figure out your
capabilites?"
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