originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
[b]I enter the room, whilst exploring the dojo. [/b]
"Hey! Who are you?"
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[i][b]The figure immediately cocked his head to the side, his icy blue eyes being the first thing to greet you upon entry. His blade retracts farther into his arm until it is unable to be seen at all, and his hand takes its rightful place where it needs to be once more. [/b][/i]"JT." [i][b]The cowboy simply responded. The calm tone of his voice was laced by an accent of Texan descent, though his words had a slightly metallic ring to them. [/b][/i]
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"Well JT, I'm Royal." [b]There seems to be something off about the man who just entered the room. His Emerald eyes shows kindness and yet the aura around him is sinister, and dark.[/b] "Are you a member?" [b]The man asks, his voice hinting at something. [/b]
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"Yes, I am. Came here a few months ago, was let in by a lieutenant." [i][b]The cyborg simply responded. Something about how he conveyed himself, the way he stood and how he spoke, carried years of combat experience. He looks as if he has seen a great many fights and won them all, though how he spoke made it sound like he has lost some as well. [/b][/i]
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[b]The figure tilts his head. His darkness only seems to grow darker, his Emerald eyes show what he has seen, more then any man ever should.[/b] "Interesting. How come I haven't seen you around? You went on hiatus or somethin'?" [b]The figure seems to light up slightly, some of the darkness disappearing.[/b]
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"Been busy in some other places, such is the life of the Private Military owner."
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"Interesting. Sounds like fun."