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originally posted in:The New Dojo
8/6/2017 12:28:04 PM
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"I can only imagine." The man replied with a light chuckle, nodding his head.
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"Especially when some guys modified their bikes for certain missions. Hell, one battalion, everyone feared. You know the things they put on the front of trains, cow plies they're called? They put versions of those on their bike. Half the time didn't need their spears."
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The man chuckled once more, leaning back in his chair as he laughed. "So what brings you here then?" He asked, after calming down.
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"Drinks, women and games my friend. The main reason any man or woman comes to a bar." [i][b]He said jokingly[/b][/i]
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"But a bar... On another would? Sounds more like running away to me."
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"Oh, you mean 'here'." [i][b]He said, gesturing all around him.[/b][/i] "To be quite honest I haven't the slighted hell-damned clue."
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"Another one." The man said with a sigh. "You're not the first this has happened to. You won't be the last. This place... It's like dimensions and time collapse."
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"Well, they do say all paths lead to the same place. Perhaps we're all dead and as warriors, this is what we find as peace."
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"Dead? Nah, I've been dead before and I know what that's like. Much more Peaceful."
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"Never have really liked the calm. Then again, grew up a good bit around fighting, then I joined the military. Guess it's just always been part of Me."
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"Then the answer is simple. Don't die." The man laughed once more.
