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Hmm. An adult she didn’t recognize. New teacher maybe? One way to find out. “Hi. Are you a new teacher?” Good job Maps. Straight to the point.
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Hmm. An adult she didn’t recognize. New teacher maybe? One way to find out. “Hi. Are you a new teacher?” Good job Maps. Straight to the point.
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do it the mexican way, just hang it outside.
i dont got time 4 that, mexico!
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“That mask looks like something you’d...wear on Halloween? Wait, no-- uh, Halloween called and it-- no, no...hang on, give me a second...”
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♦ When Katana came to, the warrior was bound to a chair. A strange cackling sound filled the air and when her eyes adjusted to the light, she was able to see a ghostly pale man with reddened lips and emerald hair standing over her, encircled by several other masked men. He was tall and thin, with a wide smile carved onto his face: The Joker. They’d never before met, with the only information she could know about him arise from stories that Harley Quinn could’ve told her. The clowned man gave the warrior a small wave as consciousness returned to her.
“Oh, yoo-hoo! Wakey, wakey, eggs and bakey!”
His voice was chipper and polite, belying any sinister undertones that he held to the woman. He leaned down, face to face with the hero before speaking again; his tone pleasant. “I’m sorry there, Knives. Didn’t mean to get the drop on you; but if you’d have it your way, I’m sure I’d be in ribbons right about now! Hehe.” His smile faded slightly, his manic hues looking into her’s. “I’ve heard about you. Katana! Mystical, samurai warrior! Destined to destroy Aku, or something along those lines. Uses a soul-stealing sword? What a gimmick! Hahaha.” The pale man let down another pause. “Could you possibly have any idea what I would want with you, my dear?”
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“I’m sorry but, you must understand. For safety’s sake, I cannot allow you to carry any weapons within The Batcave. There is simply too much high, high voltage cassette computers around to cause an incident. But I assure you, young masked miss, that they will be secured safely within the Bat-Weapon locker for blades™ over by the Atomic Pile™.”
rose is grinning wide and happy, like a kid watching fireworks--except she’s diligently watching katana wield her shiny sword, behind the mask her eyes are big and glassy. and she thinks she might cry.
“whoa...” that’s the first word to spill out of her mouth through the whole thing. “that’s BEAUTIFUL...”
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❝ Ya HAFTA show me that again! PLEASEE !!! ❞
All Jon could do is beg, beg and beg and BEG, with his hands clasped, pout covering his lips and blue eyes wide and begging. He knew that he shouldn’t beg or annoy people, and that he should be satisfied with what he had in life (which he is... usually) but the moves she made... he HAD to see it again!! It was just TOO cool not to. She was like those samurais in his anime shows, not to mention the badass weapon she owns. While he preferred ninjas over samurais any day, he preferred her over his encounter of ninjas.
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“I can feel you approaching, you know.” He glanced back at her over his shoulder, not moving from where he was sitting on the edge of a rooftop. “I don’t think I’ve seen you around before.“