[b]Astrid works at her forge in unity, making some adjustments to her armor so the spines on her back fit into it better[/b]
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"Good, just right."
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"So, my armor, what can it stop?"
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"Most projectiles, all metal melee weapons, it can survive a few shots from energy weapons, arc light will tear through it of course, this is one of my best armors."
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"Sweet, you got a holster I could buy too?" He picks up the armor and examines it.
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Edited by Inquisitor Vaax: 9/24/2015 2:33:49 AM"Yup, there is one built into the armor, it slides in and out of it."
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While he's examining the armor, he sees the holster. "That's amazing. I think you might be the best armorsmith I've ever seen." He smiles.
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"Thanks, the art has been passed down through out my family."
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He nods. "How long have you been working on this kinda stuff?"
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"All my life, made my first dagger when I was seven."
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"Wow. When I was seven, I was playing football with my buddies."
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"I grew up outside the city, where shit is really bad."
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"I grew up in the ghetto, had about 5 friends that I could actually trust." He smiles, remembering his childhood.
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"I guess we both had a tough upbringing."
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"I'm sure yours was tougher."
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"Anyway, is there anything else that you wanted?"
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"Uhm....." He seems nervous. ".....do you maybe wanna go out some time?" He rubs the back of his head as he smiles at her.
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"Woah woah woah..... Woah..... Let me get this straight, you want to go out on a date with me?"
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He shrugs, smiling. "Why not? You seem nice and friendly."
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"Then I will do so, it's just that I'm not used to anyone asking me out."
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"Awesome. I don't think I got your name, I'm Tommy." He extends his hand.
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"Astrid." [b]she shakes his hand, careful not to hurt him[/b]
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He smiles. "You like Italian food? I know a great place here."
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"I love Italian food, when do you want to go?"
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"How does 7 sound? I'll pick you up here."
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"Sounds good, I'll have to trim my claws first so I look somewhat normal."