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Marshal Wallace ♊️
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"Koi" Greyson ♐️
Marshal
We're still away from everyone else.
Sometimes, I wish it could stay like this. Other times, I miss being apart of everyone else, excludin Chia, Kam, and Dune of course.
I force myself to walk through Grandmaster's old opened door. My lips part but I stutter. The words I need to get out don't come.
"Ha-hey Grandmaster Awkanatwe," I greet him with a bow.
"Hi, Marshal. Nice weather we're having," he chuckles and looks down at his book.
"Fuck..." I mouth to myself.
"You seem busy. I'll come back," I try to rush out.
"Ask your question Marshal!" His voice comes out strong.
I turn around and step back in, then point my thumb behind me for a second before forcing my posture to change completely. I stand up straight.
Be a man, lil sunshine.
"When's my next match, Grandmaster?" I bow again to show respect.
When I stand up straight again, our eyes lock.
There isn't anger there at all or anything negative, but his energy still feels tough.
"That's your question?" He removed his reading glasses.
I become unsure all over again.
I shouldn't have asked...?
"I really need that question answered," I explain truthfully.
"Why?" He asks, with his eyes still glued in his book.
Well... you see...
