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Post by BaileDarkstorm on Nov 22, 2008 11:58:47 GMT -5
The tall, black armor cladded male gave another deranged smirk, jumping forwards as his glowing white fist collided with the Reploidic Male, sending him crushing towards the ground. The reploid gave a groan, before Baile deftly stomped on his neck, shattering its connection to the head. He gave another smirk.
"Pitiful. Is there not a fighter, worthy of my time?" Baile growled boredly, stepping back to admire his handywork, several Reploidic corpses littering the ground.
He wasn't Maverick, but he sure was bored.
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