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[You're wandering around town when you bumped into a red-wearing male who is probably just staring at the wanted poster for 'Ragna the Bloodedge', though for some reason, the magically inclined can feel some form of magic obscuring his form or presence, while others will just see a different person.
In any case, the male then shrugged, and bumped
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[The rudest ass alive.]
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...Unless you want me to call you pig instead.
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Ah, mister!
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[He turned back to the girl, as well as sending a glare her way. She better speak up or he's going to turn back and starts walking again.]
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[There's a small silence, before.]
Thanks.
[And he's going to turn around and start walking away for a few steps.
Before:]
...say, you mind if I treat you to a lunch?
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Nevertheless, this ends now. Drop your blade and surrender, we will grant no quarter should you resist.
[Ragna will find himself surrounded by Elite Templar guards, Delacroix standing in the center looking stern.]
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[Guess who is totally unfazed by this.
Even if he knows that this'll be a loooong day.]
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[Several of the Templar in the front utter an incantation in unison and a magic circle appears beneath Ragna, chains with cruel hooks on the end flying out of it and lunging for his arms and legs.]
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Ragna's going to dodge a few of these chains, all the while getting grazed in some other place.
Doesn't really matter though, some of them were just a scratch, and he's dealt with worse.]
BOOST KNUCKLE GAUNTLET HADES!
[and he's going to do a roundhouse jumping kick laced with darkness at one of the Templar in the front.]
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