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Post by Poison Ivy on Nov 15, 2010 22:53:25 GMT -5
Aspen pulled her hair out of the ponytail and put cover-up make up over her tattoo.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Nov 15, 2010 22:54:21 GMT -5
Sun stopped drawing, he only did that once in a while.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Nov 15, 2010 22:55:35 GMT -5
Aspen went to the arena.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Nov 15, 2010 22:56:55 GMT -5
Sun went to his cabin and put his sketch book away and got his sword and went to the arena.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Nov 15, 2010 22:58:39 GMT -5
Aspen was throwing knives at targets, blindfolded.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Nov 15, 2010 22:59:19 GMT -5
Sun saw her and felt compelled to talk to her.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Nov 15, 2010 23:01:16 GMT -5
Each one hit dead center. Once all her knives were gone she took off her blind fold and looked at her work. She retrieved her knives.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Nov 15, 2010 23:02:04 GMT -5
Sun walked towards the dummies and walked closer to her.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Nov 15, 2010 23:03:24 GMT -5
Aspen sighed.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Nov 15, 2010 23:04:08 GMT -5
"Whats wrong?" he asked and slapped his face with his hand.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Nov 15, 2010 23:05:37 GMT -5
Aspen sighed again and put her knives away. "It's my business, not your own." she said.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Nov 15, 2010 23:06:19 GMT -5
Sun rewinded time and didn't say it this time.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Nov 15, 2010 23:07:37 GMT -5
Aspen was retrieving her knives and put her knives in her belt.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Nov 15, 2010 23:08:24 GMT -5
Sun was still standing in the same spot. He pulled out his sword.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Nov 15, 2010 23:10:18 GMT -5
Aspen tossed her blindfold against the wall and walked out of the arena.
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