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Like A Man

     Touda stifled a sigh, and touched down a short distance away. "This got boring weeks ago."

     "Too bad - I'll keep coming after you until you stop running!" She stepped up to him firmly. "Act like a man!"

     Fighting was pointless, avoidance was tedious - so instead, he leaned forward.

     Afterwards, her eyes were wide, confused rather than angry. "Wha... What was that?" she exclaimed. "Are you making fun of me?"

     Behind the visor, he rolled his eyes. He'd hoped it would shut her up, or at least that she'd drop the sword. Maybe he'd have to kiss her again.

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