SDF OCT Round 2
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SDF Round 1 - Unforgiven - Final PartSDF Round 1 - Unforgiven - Final Part by Evelyn-Cross
A part of Umozozi had refused to believe this was happening, but there was no doubt now. Anger and embarrassment was replaced with fear. The baboon didn’t believe Winston - not for one second - that they would stop these fights from being lethal. Phildegard could get killed. The dinosaur could have a heart condition or a stroke. Josefina would go to jail, and perhaps Umozozi too. The baboon suppressed a warning bark. Still trying to fight his instincts, he watched the two of them for a moment.
And then it hit him. Phildegard was huge. What if he killed Josefina? The alarm bark escaped his throat. He would lose his dearest friend. That scenario was unbearable to him. Umozozi knew then, that he would stop this fight by whatever means necessary. No one was going to get injured. No one was going to die.
"Alright, miss. You need to get closer," the diplodocus clenched his empty hand into a fist and thrust it forward, at the spot he'd gestured for her to stand. "And we'll square off wi
SDF Round 1 - Unforgiven - Part 3SDF Round 1 - Unforgiven - Part 3 by Evelyn-Cross
Seeing all the western props made the old diplodocus’ heart swell with nostalgia. It was as though he were back shooting a western film again. The realization brought him much needed motivation and relief. He found himself musing back to his departed wife.
I want your eyes to shine again.
He forgot entirely that he was still at that dreadful Studio; if only for a moment. He was back with her, and all was well.
Then the silence was broken, filled with two distinct voices quarreling back and forth. Out of curiosity he tried to listen in, knowing they must belong to his opponents, but he couldn’t make out much. Once he’d drawn closer, they’d grown silent.
Eventually, he was face-to-face with his would be opponents. He knew this - without a doubt - from the photo he’d been shown. They looked far more worn than what was revealed in the picture, but he could hardly fault them. He hadn’t expected he’d have to fight anyone either. He’d exp
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