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  1. Key: Vetaman64
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  3. Rank: North Kai
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  5. Rp: Gren had been fighting for a while. he hadn't expected the conflict and since he had just woke up when the fighting started he was parched. his mouth felt leathery, and he couldn't produce any saliva, the enemy wouldn't let him have a water break at it was only getting worse due to his body's constant perspiration. what was he going to do? perhaps he could find a body of fresh water quickly looking around he saw a mountain in the distance. when snow melted it became fresh water that would likely be drinkable... but he couldn't wait that long for the snow to melt flying away from his enemy in an attempt to feed his thirst he tried to find any way he could get something to drink. seeing a restaurant he barreled through it stopping halfway inside and lowering his power level. hopefully it would buy him enough time, he went into the kitchen and there it was. a soft drink dispenser with a lemonade and water button. he filled his glass and began to drink greedily. he was only able to get a gulp or two in before his glass was destroyed by the enemy who had realized where he was. this would be enough however for him to fight, until he found another cup of this life saving liquid. but for now he would have to fight. after throwing a punch he realized maybe a gulp or two wouldn't be enough. perhaps a different approach would be better. where could he get water or a drink for that matter. they were in a city flying down a few of the urban streets when the idea hit him, literally. a milk box hit him square in the face, that was it Milk boxes. they held milk and that could be his salvation, grabbing a bottle of milk from the box he drank it down. and then another and another. until the box was empty.he felt good. like he had just survived a near death experience. turning back he launched a Sokidan at the enemy knocking them back as he went for MORE MILK. drinking like he hadn't drank anything in year. he was now fully ready to fight turning to face his slightly damaged opponent he dashed at him attempting to punch him in the stomach however it barely did anything forcing him to resort to a beam attack blasting through the enemy like he was nothing.
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