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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
Edited by JayTea:
5/1/2016 9:20:11 PM
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[i][b]The heavy sound of leather boots crashing against the Dojo floor emanates from deep inside the heart of the great building. A [url=https://imgur.com/a/mJJq8]lone man[/url] strides throughout the building with a certain aura around him that practically screams how he was experienced. He boasts a [url=https://imgur.com/a/AR8KO]tri-barreled shotgun[/url] in his right hand, with his left one taking the shape of a metal blade, just protruding from deep inside his wrist, reaching his shins. At either side of his body, a [url=https://imgur.com/s9YQawD]revolver[/url] rests in a leather holster. Finally, a [url=https://imgur.com/a/Xhs3O]sniper rifle[/url] rests across his back, the names "Jessica, Diana, Lopez, Quincy and Derek" engraved into the side of the barrel.[/b][/i]
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*Shadow looks up from her book* "Hello."
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[i]The cowboy figure shoots the woman a glance, before giving a warm and friendly smile. [/i]"Hello miss."
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*The sombrero-wearing sidhe gives him a warm smile back, showing a small pair of fangs* "You new here?"
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"No, I came here a few months ago. Started to come back more regularly though."
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"Hmm... Alright." *She nods, then goes back to reading her book*
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"What're you reading, ma'am?" [i]The man curiously inquires, with nothing better to do. [/i]
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"[i]Mein Kampf[/i]. An Old Earth book written by one of it's worst dictators." *She holds up the book, and the faded cover confirms the name*
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"Ugh, Hitler. Guy was an ass, ran the gas bill up way too high."
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"Huh, an Earthie. You are a long way from home, human." *She gets a glint in her eye, the dangerous kind*
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"I ain't from Earth, I'm from a place called Cylak. Though I've been to a lot of places, including Earth."
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"Hmph. You with the Terran Empire?" *The glint fades away, replaced with faint amusement*
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[i]A look of distaste appeared on the face of the cowboy. [/i]"Firstly, I'm with the NWH Private Military, head of it. Secondly, your Empire's been gone for years, it's the Republic that has started to take power now."
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*She raises an eyebrow, then bursts out laughing* "And good riddance!!! May they rot for eternity!!!"
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"Finally, someone else who's tired of those damned people that bitch and moan about how their empire isn't dead, but 'sleeping.'"
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"Hmmm..." *She nods, then looks back to you* "Private military, you say?"
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"Yeah. Nation Without a Home, or NWH for short. Around seven billion men, we specialize in vehicular combat and ground assaults."
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"Huh. 7 billion. You looking for a base? I happen to know of a neutral system..."
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"We have a few FOB's but currently we just use a ship the size of a planet, so a base would be nice to actually have."
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"Alright. Would you like to come with me? I was heading there anyways." *She snaps her book closed and places it into a rift that opens for her hand.*
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"Another rift user? Interesting." [i]The cowboy remarks, almost to himself exclusively, before he starts speaking to the woman. [/i]"Sure, I'm down."
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*She stands, shrugging* "I thought a rift would be less unsettling than my usual methods..." *She turns and gestures, watching as a rift opens in front of her.* "Come along now, you don't have all day." https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/127073544/0/0
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[i]And with that, the cowboy dived in headfirst. [/i][spoiler]I'll reply I To it in a bit. [/spoiler]
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Edited by BrandRobKus: 5/1/2016 3:09:58 PM*Mortar forms from the ground* Ay, you! Who are you?
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"Sorry lad, I don't fight magicians."
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I'm not really a magician... Other than making cannonballs, that's the only "magical" thing I do. I'm surprised you think I'm magic, really.
