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	"Hmph...good...but, not quite. Here...allow me to show you.." A familiar voice says, an old friend to Mithias...a VERY old friend. Bug, the immortal monster, stepped forwards, from a near by pile of snow. "Sorry, I wasn't sure what you were doing. So, practice, huh? Been a while since I actually had a moment to practice...." Bug says, summoning two Aono Centipedes, oddly blade shaped creatures, and he tosses one to Mithias.
	"Here..let's get down to practice huh?" Bug asks, smiling a bit, his old sadism coming to bear, as he starts to spare with Mithias...or, he tries to. His sparing might seem more like open combat, his swings going to chop off fingers, and to cause many thin cuts. "Come on, you can do better than this..." He says, seeming annoyed with Mithias holding back, at all.
	((Sorry, site bugged, lost the first larger post, enjoy.))