"Maybe..-In actual -battle" Brook said, blood trickled down her face as she got up "Water and then a nice good swing of something strong, that's your weakness!" She said with a smirk
"Not really, all that would happen would I would be split into half, falling to the ground, before forming again" it put its weapon down. "You are injured, please stop fighting, there is no way you can win this"
He laughed at her from a far distance, before walking away
(Hey Cupid, you gonna reply to out rp?)
(Hey Cupid, you gonna reply to out rp?)
"Mm..fine-" Brook said as she let him win, of corse like the other two she had lost to the Gods but that was most likely to be expected "At least the enemy is no God." She said smirking
The weapon landed at his feet, and he walked off
"Ugh! Why can't that guy be a gentleman and help me out." She groaned in pain.
Brook sighed as she felt normal again, she soon walks to the training area to go and train for battle
A young spartan was beat the hell out of a dummy with his sword and shield, the dummy looked like a depressed pulp as it sat there, mushed to pieces. The young man took off his helmet, sighing as he wiped his forehead. He looked pretty attractive for a person of his age.
"I'm sick and tired of that guy being so rude to me and he won't even apologize." She clenched her fist but winced in pain when she used her bad arm.
"What are you sorry for? You didn't do anything to me. It was him." She points to the gunslinger.
"No your fine, you have been really nice to me actually." She smiles at him.
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