Sam
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PL: 5,000; Intense Struggle (x3); Items: One-Use Spacepod; Zeni: 3,413
Tag: @sam
Posts: 22
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Post by Sam on Dec 30, 2015 7:55:24 GMT
Sam would look at his arm and say. "Wow, that's brutal. Ever consider another line of work for your own sake?" He asks. "I never learned how to fly because I always though it would take more effort to fly rather than walk. I just hope that it's not giving you that much pain buddy." He would sit back in his chair. "So why did you get a wooden arm instead of a more common prosthetic arm?" Said Sam. Wondering if Drake really was dead broke or if it was some other round about reason like he was alergic to metal or god forbid likes being attached to a piece of wood like that all day. Dispite all that Drake was saying about his lifestyle and what it looked like he was done. Sam was not scared for himself. He trusted the guy to be about his best, atleast while he tagged along.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2015 15:54:28 GMT
He began to like this Sam. It wasn't often Drake liked someone, although he didn't realize it was pretty easy to impress him. He had never had any true friends. Maybe now he would. "I can't do any other work. This is what I was trained as a child to do. Horrible master but he taught me well. Well I enough that I killed him," he said with a grim smile. "If I tried turning to a new job, for one I would be arrested. For two, I'd have no idea what to do. My life has always been like this." He then listened as he was asked why he had chosen his wooden arm. "Well," he said, holding it out. "Can a regular prosthetic arm do this?" he asked, twisting and turning it, using full control as if it was his normal hand. "Someone made it for me. I haven't seem them since my coma. No idea what caused it, though I should be worried. When I woke up, I found a bounty hunter trying to kill me." He sighed.
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Sam
Newcomer
PL: 5,000; Intense Struggle (x3); Items: One-Use Spacepod; Zeni: 3,413
Tag: @sam
Posts: 22
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Post by Sam on Dec 30, 2015 18:12:11 GMT
"Hmm? Oh yeah I bet one can actually. Have you seen some of those cyborgs and androids going about the place? Bio mechanic's has come a long way." He would sit up in his chair as someone came by to take their orders. "Your life so far sounds like an action movie. If you ever get a biography it's liable to go platinum." He jested. "But anyways, all of that does really suck. But don't let it getcha down Drake. I can't hold much of a real job either." He said, trying to sypathise with him. "There is some stuff you could do. Like being a martial arts instructor and just living out of town." He suggested. "Or if things are really bad you could just skip on out of this planet and go to Namek or something."
Their food would get there soon. "Still, it's not like you have to quit. I just figured you might want to consider being your own boss since it might pay better." He would bite into his sandwich.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2016 21:21:52 GMT
Running out of muse, and I died in a different thread. I can still continue but I can't think of anything.
After eating, Drake got up. "I have to go. Maybe we'll meet some other time."
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Sam
Newcomer
PL: 5,000; Intense Struggle (x3); Items: One-Use Spacepod; Zeni: 3,413
Tag: @sam
Posts: 22
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Post by Sam on Jan 2, 2016 23:32:10 GMT
Sam would nod, getting up to give him a high five. "Alright then, hey. Don't go getting yourself killed alright? Who else am I going to eat sandwiches with?" He would put his hands in his hoodie and pay for the meal before walking off. That was an exiting day... He went directly to the hotel to rest off his bruises.
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Post by Beryl Roarke on Jan 3, 2016 3:59:27 GMT
Drake -- 1,484 + 1922 = 3,406 Z
Sam -- 1,000 + 2413 = 3,413 Z
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