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Imagining the bear wielding a sniper. Truly an interesting thought. The monk quickly shakes the idea away.
❝ Oh, weapons… Well, I’ve been leaning into revolvers. Handheld and powerful. ❞ ㅤㅤ
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ᅠᅠ" Speak, in a way that matters, and words will be unnecessary . In any case . . . you should pick a weapon and stick with it . I was keen on using explosives, but now . . . I love a Sniper . "
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❝ I can’t explain it into words. Words in the common language here, I just don’t know them. It’s pretty strike and I’m always on the line of barely meeting the requirements. ❞ ㅤㅤ
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ᅠᅠ" With all the guns around, hand to hand is useless . At the very least, you must know how to wield a knife . Necessary . "
ᅠᅠHe nods, slowly .
ᅠᅠ" Your training sounds . . . not redundant, but tedious to do . The Buddha part . "
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A shift in his expression when the pun registered to him for a moment. Annoyed, then regaining his composure again.
❝ Once a year I come back for several tests to see if my beliefs are still aligned with the Buddha. ❞ ㅤㅤ
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ᅠᅠ" A monk . . . ey . "
ᅠᅠ. . . he scoffs at his own comment, he knew Fennix was a bad influence on him .
ᅠᅠ" . . .Ahem . I've never been too . . . keen to all of that . . . oriental stuff . Do you have to keep a regime, or some training ? I'm. . . curious . "
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❝ But back to me for a moment, I’m like an ninja of sorts—no, I don’t deserve that title. A monk is more appropriate. Even though I don’t really follow the ways of my master all too much. ❞ ㅤㅤ
Sheepishly rubs the back of his neck. It’s something he needs to work on.
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❝ I’m nothing special. Causing problems is one of my greatest strengths, especially with the skills I learned. ❞ ㅤㅤ
❝ I know you’re not the one to be messed with, size alone tells me that. You won’t need to worry about me. ❞
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ᅠᅠ" Someday . Someplace . Somehow . "
ᅠᅠHe's nodding . He was always . . . bound to a natural sadness . Maybe that explains his cold, rough exterior .
ᅠᅠ" Everyone has a story to tell . How about you, monkey ? "
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