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old man moomba

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  1. You'll have my Shardblade, always...
  2. Black Paladin is back. *back in black plays*
  3. But what about the rest of Voltron? I'm off to a party, don't kidnap Lotor till I get back!
  4. "We have to find a third comet so we can make Scraggly-Dog Voltron!"
  5. You know your boy is taking the Black Lion. "FORM LEGLESS VOLTRON!"
  6. Hmmm. I know! We can form Voltron and win!
  7. Jamie smiled, "Thanks. I usually only wear it when I'm doing important Twinborn business. Like now, I guess. So, does your uncle have a garage where he would keep a motorbike?"
  8. "Do we know where their headquartered?" Aben asked, cleaning his fingernails with his side knife.
  9. The front door thumped open, admitting Aben back into the parlor. He stepped smoothly through the empty room, heading for the kitchen. "Morning." he said simply, "I was looking for any gang members." Aben hadn't found a single one. Typical of most criminal rings. "Didn't find anyone."
  10. "Ok..." Jamie said, and shrugged, "I gotta go get something." she ran back upstairs excitedly and returned a minute larer wearing a mistcoat. "You like it? It's called a mistcoat."
  11. Jamie sighed dramatically. "The group I belong to wants me to go looking for another Investiture user who got stranded in Seattle. I was going to ask Doc about a motorcycle but," she gestured helplessly towards Doc, who was still talking, "He's busy. Um... you can come along if you want, although it probably won't be what you're expecting."
  12. Jamie leaned against the wall, bored. As soon as Doc was done talking, she was going to ask him about the motorcycle. As she waited for Doc to finish, her phone vibrated. Startled, she pulled it out of her pocket and read the message. She blinked, then read it again. "Wait." she muttered quietly, "I'm supposed to do what?"
  13. "Eveyone, this is my brother. He has the same... abilities I do." Aben sighed.
  14. Doc nodded. "The Stormfather got my attention while I was dreaming."
  15. Aben drew his sword, smoothly shifting his footing as he fell into stance. "How'd you get in here?"
  16. Jamie shook her head, "Probably necessary. Not to mention it's needlessly complecated."
  17. "No problems. I'm Aben, by the way." Aben gestured to the door, "You want to go out and meet the others then?"
  18. Aben's grin faded, becoming more serious as he sized up his opponent. He performed Folding the Fan, blade snapping into it's sheath. "Now you." he prompted.
  19. Aben shrugged, but smoothly drew his blade. "Sure. I assume you want him dead." his wolfish grin did not disappear as he smoothly walked into the back room. His golden eyes flashed as he looked over the room. "Listen. I don't want to injure you, but I will if I have to."
  20. "Turn around," Aben said, smiling in a decidedly wolflike way, "Don't let me see your face. I'll guess how your feeling by your smell. If you want, I can close my eyes."
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