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<blockquote data-quote="fuzzyjesusfreak" data-source="post: 43937468" data-attributes="member: 165092"><p>Steadily walking down the dirt road, Kudo looked around him, dizzily he said, "Why did I drink so much last night...I have a major headache..." Adjusting the strap around his shoulder he continued to make his way down the dust ridden road. Katana clanking on his wakuzashi at his side in his sash tied in the front. Legs scratching against the long red samurai's robe, sandels on his feet. </p><p>Swaying back and forth, he whisteled a tune, kind of a drunk tune but still recognizable. An old lullaby his mother had sang to him before she was killed by a man she had fell in love with. The memories hardened heart and churned the burning rage inside. He continued to sway back and forth when he dropped his things and fell to the hard ground asleep, but with a twisted smirk on his face. Long ago, he had vowed to kill the man that killed his mother.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="fuzzyjesusfreak, post: 43937468, member: 165092"] Steadily walking down the dirt road, Kudo looked around him, dizzily he said, "Why did I drink so much last night...I have a major headache..." Adjusting the strap around his shoulder he continued to make his way down the dust ridden road. Katana clanking on his wakuzashi at his side in his sash tied in the front. Legs scratching against the long red samurai's robe, sandels on his feet. Swaying back and forth, he whisteled a tune, kind of a drunk tune but still recognizable. An old lullaby his mother had sang to him before she was killed by a man she had fell in love with. The memories hardened heart and churned the burning rage inside. He continued to sway back and forth when he dropped his things and fell to the hard ground asleep, but with a twisted smirk on his face. Long ago, he had vowed to kill the man that killed his mother. [/QUOTE]
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