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[miserablefate]

[The voice post clicks on, and Fakir is there, pointing his wooden sword at the camera.]

Hey, Arland! Didn't you want a rematch? Or did you change your mind and back out?

[His words are harsh, but he's grinning. He never looked particularly old, but he seems almost younger somehow, in his eagerness to play, and his usual grumpy frown is gone

Comments

[madeinoblivion]

Back out? No way, I've just beeen racing Kadaj at swimming for warm ups, and spending time with Namine...its been a long time since we've been out here, after all.

But I can take you on anytime. Lets get this over with, before the stars come out.

[miserablefate]

That's true...I've been spending a lot of time here with Mytho as well. It feels like it's been forever. But hopefully that swimming race tired you out. Not that I need that sort of advantage to win.

Right. Come on then, I'll be ready whenever you are.

[madeinoblivion]

Oh, so Mytho came over after all? Last I heard he was worried about the rafts being safe... HAH! You wish!

I'll meet you on the dock. We can duel so that whoever gets pushed back falls into the shallows.

[miserablefate]

He did. I went back and brought him along on the raft I made. He knew I'd never let anything happen to him. I made a promise to protect him, after all.

Fine by me. I know I won't be falling. I hope you don't mind going for another swim.

[strawberrium]

Oh please. You can't even beat a girl!

Some winner you are, Mrs. Faker.

[miserablefate]

Yes I can! I beat him a few days ago! You just weren't around to see it, that's all!

[strawberrium]

I could beat you blindfolded with both hands tied behind my back. You couldn't fight your way out of a paper bag.

But neither can Arland, so I suppose he makes a worthy opponent for you~

Yeah for this event she knows his name. :1

[carolling]

Hee-hee! Good luck, Fakir!