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[The voice post clicks on, and Fakir is there, pointing his wooden sword at the camera.]
Hey, Arland! Didn't you want a rematch? Or did you change your mind and back out?
[His words are harsh, but he's grinning. He never looked particularly old, but he seems almost younger somehow, in his eagerness to play, and his usual grumpy frown is gone completely.]
It's fine if you're too chicken, really. I'll just keep my title as winner.
[He waves his wooden sword a bit at the camera.]
But if you're not, bring your own and don't keep me waiting.
[The new, fun Fakir then shuts off the video post with a click.]
Hey, Arland! Didn't you want a rematch? Or did you change your mind and back out?
[His words are harsh, but he's grinning. He never looked particularly old, but he seems almost younger somehow, in his eagerness to play, and his usual grumpy frown is gone completely.]
It's fine if you're too chicken, really. I'll just keep my title as winner.
[He waves his wooden sword a bit at the camera.]
But if you're not, bring your own and don't keep me waiting.
[The new, fun Fakir then shuts off the video post with a click.]