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Cut-steel

By Kenshi-San

'What am I gonna do?' Arthur said to himself. He'd been sitting in his room ever since he got home and he wasn't showing any signs of moving. 'I've got to get that sword………….. and I've got to get it checked out.'

He sat there thinking for awhile and then "YELLOW PAGES! How could I have been so stupid, it will be easy to find someone in there." It wasn't.

He spent the best part of four hours phoning sword, antique and weird occult shops, but finally found what, or who, he was looking for.

The Lion's Den was the "what" and Abdul Singa was the "who", both were in the heart of London. Abdul came to England at the age of 4 when his mother was killed in front of his and his father's eyes, his father didn't want to lose his only son so he made a, shall we say, less than legal trip to England.

Arthur went to the tube station with his sports holdall, containing his reacquired Excalibur, and set off for Waterloo. Once there he took the bus to an area near the Imperial War Museum, and walked into The Lion's Den.

"Hello, how can I help you?" said the voice automatically as he walked in.

"Err, yes I phoned earlier about a sword I need verifying."

"Oh, yes I remember, do you have it with you?"

"Yes, are you Abdul? It was Abdul wasn't it?"

"Yes and yes, har har. Don't worry most people don't even get the first letter right, har har."

"Fair enough." Arthur pulls out the sword and lays it on the table in front of him.

"Ohh, nice" Abdul licks his lips. "Umm, I think about 13th century but if you look here it has been shattered and reformed at a later date, not much later by the looks of it, har har."

"Umm, can you find out anything about it, like from books or something?"

"Ohh, yes. In fact I was wondering if I could borrow it to take to an ancient weapons fair right here in London in a few days if you give me your phone number we can work something out?"

"Well I'm not sure, you won't steal it will you?"

"Oh no" Abdul was indeed thinking of this for he already knew what the sword was or at least he thought he knew.

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