beastkingnaoma | (no subject)

...Okay, look.

I'm the first to admit I've been out of the game for uh.

Five years? Five years.

Are duels just fights now.

I'm confused.

A what?

A plan.

So you don't get your spine broken.

Meh.

I'm just gonna wing it.

....

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I see.

Ahahaha.

You thought I wasn't an adrenaline junkie anymore, didn't you.

I thought you averse to having massive Russians break your spine.

Oh, that guy?

I have a plan for that guy.

What's the opposite of being relieved?

Cause that.

I'm that.

You didn't ask what my plan is.

My plan is not to get hit.

Pretty ingenious, huh?

That's the worst plan I ever heard.

He can't break my spine if I don't get hit.

It's foolproof.

I hope your prosthetic spine matches the others.

The Sacred Tree assures me its wooden bone implants will impart me with catlike reflexes.

Anyway go for the eyes.

They're the softest target.