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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/11/2016 8:47:55 PM
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"No prob," [i]Violet said, smiling at JT. She did not recognize him whatsoever, her hands in the pockets of her trousers.[/i] "Who're you?" [i]She asked, in the mood for a conversation. She hadn't talked much ever she got sick, and was itching to use her voice again.[/i]
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"Names JT, how about the beautiful woman in front of me?" JT asked as he gave a charming smile. He was a hell of a flirt in truth and that was only when he was drinking. And since his daughter was shot, he had been drinking more and more.
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"... Violet...." [i]She said, blushing. She had really only ever spoken to one person, and that person had never flirted with her. It was foreign to her, especially after she went bald.[/i] "How are you?" [i]She asked awkwardly.[/i]
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"Eh, decently shit and shittily decent. Though I guess all in all the day wasn't too bad. How're you?" JT was buzzed, but not completely drunk, so he was much more social and upbeat than he normally was and that was displayed in his friendly and caring tone of voice. He was better like this, not as pissed.
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"... meh," [i]She said, shrugging.[/i] "About as good as the weather is, I suppose," [i]She smiled, gesturing towards the clear skies.[/i] "Where is this place, anyways?"
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"Dojoville, not too far from a place called the Dojo. Warriors train from all over, blah blah blah. It's a good place to live, and a better place to get a drink." JT was a still carrying a devilish smile across his face, ad the synthetic skin followed suit to match the smile. "Speaking of drinks there's a bar not too far, in the Dojo. You up to grab a drink?"
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"... sure," [i]She said, nodding. She'd decided to check out this dojo sooner or later, but now that she was here she might as well relax. A drink sounded nice.[/i]
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"Alright, you got a car or are we taking mine?" JT asked as he beckoned to the black Jeep Wrangler that was parked not ten feet away from the duo.
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"Yours," [i]She replied, slowly walking towards the jeep. She didn't usually sit in automobiles, due to her seven foot long chainsaw that generally didn't fit in cars.[/i]
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The Wrangler was a windowless vessel, with a roof that acted as a sort of tarp more than anything. The chainsaw could likely fit in the back.
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[i]Violet walked towards the back, taking her chainsaw off her back, and placing it inside the Wrangler.[/i] "Where to?" [i]She asked, waiting for JT.[/i]
