Promise? Chapter 7

"_ _the dream ends with onigiri laughing to himself, accepting the boy into his dojo._ i woke up on the hardwood floor, being kicked off the futon by ammy who was still sleeping like a cow.

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A choice in life

It took a surprisingly short time to find new students for the dojo, master shiro's death perhaps attracting some attention, and a few people, to the place.

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Chronicles of B-Man - Lucifer Part 1

Spartan wouldn't cover how bare the dojo felt- uh huh ... you're nervous around me, aren't you?

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Spyro and Cynder, Chapter 5

In the dojo, alex was once again demonstrating his lightning breath for volteer.

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Through the Looking Glass: Penance: Chapter 7-B

She's got a dojo in beijing that she can hide you in, and i'm sure she'll trust me enough to take my word for it and help." "w-what?" asked mantis. "you're dragging her into this?" "we're going to have to, mantis," replied the bird.

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Training with the Best

"dojo motorola" he thought for a second and a thought bubble popped above his head. chucky, plus karate training, equals, one buff hunk of a skunk.

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The Ritual, Part 1

Removing it, the adult shinobi silently strode over to the center of the dojo, surrounded by his students. "my pupils, i trust you have kept up with training." "yes, sir!"

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A New Dawn - Chapter 38 (Jumping Forwards)

. \*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\* after we dropped off the ore to feun, i was going to head to the dojo to practice. but feun seemed to have different ideas.

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Bound by Destiny 4

Smiling to herself, tenchi headed towards the area that alexander had told her to go to, which was looking like a temple and dojo mixed into one.

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Journey to the West: Rescue

His last thoughts before he went to sleep were of his dojo, and the girl he liked. the dojo was fine; but tennille. he had hoped to ask her out, and had planned to do it for so long.

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Beyond Master and Student (Commission for Taicon)

His dojo. a dojo as still as the morning air, not a single sound or sign of movement greeting him as his bare paws padded along the smooth wood beneath them.

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