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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 3:35 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2013 7:54 am
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The gym was - and still remained - a both loved and hated area for one Sparrow Heartreed. Perhaps because he was so very abysmal at fighting properly (he wielded a beautiful, powerful scythe and still he had trouble holding his own against anyone), that he often found himself heading back towards it, in the hopes that maybe some day he would be able to prove himself a better man and a better fighter.
Maybe one day.
When he arrived at the gym, it was to find it partially occupied already. There was a ghoul there, one he did not recognize, her body tense and already ready for battle. Her gaze was fierce, her eyes filled with determination, and Sparrow watched her curiously, a small smile on his face.
"You seem very capable," he said, stepping towards her. "It's very impressive, I must say."
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