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Post by Shadow on Feb 4, 2005 9:11:28 GMT -5
A scared hoof stomped it's way across the remains of the square's remaining stone paths. Looking around, Dark frowned grimly. The scar between his eyes was the most glareing feture about him, save he looked far more musculer and scars that spoke of mass blood loss lined his legs. With a tone of sour sarcasim, he bothered to speak. "It seems we missed the carnage thanks to us having to leave. The stench of blood is still thick."
Troting up next to him was Kenshin; The Samurai seemed much better than Dark, as only a minor few scars dotted his body; And not one looked nearly as fatal as Dark's. "Jezz, Dark! Lighten up! I mean, your DEFFINETLY not your normal self. And it's really bad if Ratchet can tell the diffrence." Kenshin had also bulked up a bit, and he appered more lean and fit, like a stallion in his prime; The statement was right, both physicaly and mentaly.
Not far behind was Ratchet, his metalic green body and copper mane still as clean as ever. And still he had a goofy grin on his face. "Aww, leave him alne, Kenshin. He's just a Mr. Grumpy Pants!" His laugh was cut short as Dark's sword found itself inches from his neck. "I sujest you stop that taunting before I stop it." Resheathing his sword, he made his way to the center of the square; He'd see Kail soon, but now he wanted to observe the damage.
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