Ookla de los Cuervos
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Kaza holds on despite the pain. "I wont die." he growls. then he swings into Aaron with his feet.
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"Yes. fully aware. probably because i aint high."
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"I say we give Ash a small panic attack" he says jokingly.
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Kaza curses. "Get over here" he mutters, slinking over. He jumps, making a move for the axe.
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He screams as the axe slams home, but he keeps his grip on the knife. He stands, gritting his teeth, wraps Aaron in a hug, then slams the knife into Aaron's back, bringing the knife just up to where he wouldnt die, but he would be useless.
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Kaza holds up the dagger, pretending to parry, but he brings himself into close quarters, waiting.
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He recoils. "ow" he says flatly.
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He throws himself onto the ground, reaching for Aaron's ankles.
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"What? It's not like I'm killing God!"
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He grunts. "Hey, rude" as he backpedals.
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"He's practically immortal"
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Cerca immediately starts storing weight, mostly out of boredom."
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"Ill kill him and make him sing a different tune if he does it again..." he mutters, smiling.
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He ducks underneath, coming into his range but also running with the knife, running into his chest, slamming the knife into Aaron's side.
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Cerca just grins. "should i store weight or use weight to prepare... hmmmmm..."
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He looks over at Pic. "should i or you, or together?"
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he tries to duck, but ends up jumping away. "ohhhh goodness. why did it have to be the axe..."
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He slips, getting hit in the shoulder head on. He grunts, then jumps up, ready for the next hit.
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"Why not?"
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He somehow finds his balance and rolls away, getting glanced on the shoulder by the boot.
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His mouth stretches beyond what it should. He holds up a watch. "awhile"
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"I refilled the medication cabinet." he mentions. He just winks.
