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8/27/2015 2:40:19 PM
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"It was probably just a decoy she maintained for a bit. That's one of her usual tricks. She hits you with decoys relentlessly as she sits back and watches."
*She flips the fish a few times again*
"Me and my brother didn't get any of her magic. None at all."
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Stephenson nods. [i]I don't put much stock in magic, myself. Just throw holy water on it and you're good.[/i]
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*She begins giggling, and soon enough it grows to a full fit of laughter*
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Stephenson glares at her. [i]What? It worked well enough on those people who thought they were vampires![/i]
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"Yea but you drowned them in the stuff!!!" *She keeps laughing*
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He sighs angrily before tossing an empty bottle at Shiroe.
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Edited by TwiggierTiger22: 8/28/2015 9:41:23 PM*She catches it and places it on the deck of the boat* "Hey now, don't go throwing away our stuff. Its all we got for now. So.... What do we do now? I have a few...... Bases.... We can hang out at for now."
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Stephenson frowns in puzzlement. [i]Well, my plan was to go upriver and actually get to know each other. I don't know.[/i]
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"Well how about we find a way to get over to Tokyo Town, we can talk on the way there." *She inspects the fish, and declares it done* "DINNER TIME!!!" *She shouts, even though it's only the two of you*
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Stephenson chops the fish up and wolfs it down.
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"Hey!! Save some for me!!!" *She manages to get some for her before he wolfs it down*
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Stephenson shoots her a "hands off" look. [i]Hey, they let you eat when we were.... wherever we were. Now, story time.[/i]
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"Hmm?" *She looks at him with a piece of fish in her mouth*
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He stares at her. [i]You know, your life story, that sort of thing.[/i]
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"Oh." *She leans back and closes her eyes* "Memories. Good, bad, and even the ugly. I got em all."
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[i]I'm plenty interested, unless you want me to go first. I'm warning you now, it's pretty boring.[/i]
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"Let me guess, you were a cop?"
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[i]Nope. Worked with them for a while though. I'm just a street rat who felt like dealing justice was a better job. Of course, that was only after I met my 'mentor' of sorts.[/i]
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"Mentor?"
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[i]A friend of mine, a detective himself. Got me off the streets and into school. He had a daughter, lost her to some preacher man when she was a baby. Stolen right out of his arms. Soon as I turned 18, he gave me a job. A week later, he left. Somebody told him his daughter was off on some sky city. I thought it was poppycock, but he hasn't come back since.[/i]
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"Huh. Talk about robbing the cradle." *She cringes slightly at her own joke, then nods* "Looks like you had an odd childhood as well."
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He nods. [i]Yep. Now then, what about you?[/i]
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"Grew up on another planet. Nuff said. My grandmother mainly took care of me and my brother. She.... Was ok, actually. Had some oddities...."
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[i]Like what?[/i]
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"She looks like, and even acts like an 18-year-old." *She grimaces* "She trained us mercilessly. Endlessly. Day after day she would teach us sword-fighting, teach us how to shoot, how to climb.... She turned us into weapons. Ninjas, perhaps."
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[i]That doesn't sound like a very good childhood. Wha happened once you got away from all that?[/i]
