Zacharia
Apprentice
I'm no devil... I'm much worse.
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Post by Zacharia on Nov 9, 2006 10:59:47 GMT -5
Friend? Hmmmm... Zacharia only smiled, and offered his very worthy opponent a hand. "I have to say, I am very impressed. I didn't know what to expect, but certainly you have skill. As for your drink offer, I accept." He helped to pull Tech into a standing position. Re-sheathing his blade, he examined the wound. He ran his fingers over the slash on his chest, some of the blood still wet. He rose his hand a bit, and looked at the blood, a twisted smile on his face. "It has been a long time since someone had wounded me like you have. Thank you for that."
Zacharia never sought battle. He did, however, enjoy it when it happened. He rarely turned one down, as it broke up the boredom. It didn't matter if the opponent was unskilled or not. Zacharia enjoyed obliterating his adversaries. However, here he would have to show restraint. It would be new, but he would have to live by those rules for now. If not for his mother, he would have probably ignored these mortal guidelines and annihilated Tech while he was down.
There was something about the way Tech lost it that intrigues Zacharia. The rage, the pain, the hate, all of it was unleashed during their fight. Zacharia had two sides to him, and it seemed that this boy did as well. A friendship seemed like it would be forming over this battle. In Zacharia's opinion, those were the best kind.
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