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Here is my second submission for The Wall
“Yeah, Ass Bowl, that is what they call you, isn’t it? ASS BOWL!” Jadir sneered. “You’ve got company!”
Within the blink of an eye, Asshuluk’Bol collapsed, leaving a gooey substance beneath the crusty shell. The neurolator which had not been secured went spinning through the air, heading straight for Jadir’s outreached hands.
“Got it!” He whispered to himself.
“Hold it right there!” a familiar voice commanded him.
Turning around, he saw Eliya pointing that weird stone/metal weapon at him.
“Wait!” He shouted, “It’s me, Jadir!” but in all the excitement, he forgot that he had shape-shifted to look like Asshuluk’Bol.
Cancer Isn't Pink 
Somehow I figured the shape shifting might come to be a troublesome ability.
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I think it’s going to work out for a positive, maybe just a little hiccup at first. 😉
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Nice! Jadir is exercising his talents. And so the revolution begins.I’m hoping that this is only the beginning of what he can do. I like that we have a pejorative term for the Ezreet now. That would exist of course. Great episode!
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😀
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Nice mispronunciation of the bad guy’s name 🙂
Jadir seems to have out-manoeuvred himself.
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Hahaha, I picked that up from early in the story, I think when he had a hangover and thought this might be something he would say. 😉
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Yes, he was pretty drunk earlier. He must be feeling a bit rough now.
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