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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by UNUSED ACCOUNT:
9/22/2016 5:05:32 PM
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[i]Suprisingly enough.. Locust's voice then whispered from the cat skull-shaped helmet, his voice still as raspy and shrill as always, with the same thick German accent.. pony now it was accompanied by.. fücking purring. [/i]
"Listen, ja? We need to get out of here.. If we stay, we would be captured und worse. And, since you are carrying me-"
[i]He said, his words being interrupted by a displeased growl.[/i]
"I need you to take us somewhere.. Somewhere safe, ja? They wouldn't expect you, probably.. Wait."
[i]The armour protecting the cat started to bubble and it slowly flowed away from Jack's body, and onto Irina, forming into a black bracelet around her right wrist.
Now that the armour was gone, a massive and midnight black cat was revealed, blood red eyes shimmering in the moonlight. [/i]
"Now I am less.. suspicious."
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[i]Irina only nodded towards the cat, staring at the black bracelet for a moment before looking up again, thinking deeply about where exactly she would go at the moment. She was pretty sure that she wasn't welcome at the Dojo at all, considering how much of a maniac she truly was. As for Dojoville...well, she could always find a small room for her and possibly Locust to live in, probably in a tavern or something. Then again, Irina was rather poor, so that idea was out of the window. She could give the Dojo...a try. Irina pointed at the Dojo, which casted it's shadow upon the town, looking down back at Jack for his response. [/i]
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[i]The cat's two eyes followed to where Irina pointed, his head nodding in approval. [/i] "Ja.. That should work.. Warriors from all over collect here, so morality and ze like should not matter.. People could always attack, though.. But then we'll just kill them.. Kill them dead.." [i]A dark, grim chuckle came from the cat.. which was weird, because, well, it was a cat. Then again.. Näzis shape-shifting into cats was pretty weird, too.[/i] "Und I am more than capable of slaughtering any vermin.. Combining our forces, however.. We'll slaughter them all! Now, go. We must get out of here, ja?"
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[i]Irina simply nodded, beginning to sprint towards the Dojo while carrying the cat-Locust, her leather cape fluttering past her as she both ran and cradled the cat in both of her arms, trying to seem as comfortable to Locust as truly possible. She ran over the dead bodies from earlier, leaping over some and sprinting past others, blood covering her boots. After several minutes, she and Locust reached the massive doorway that lead into the Dojo. She looked at who she strangely considered a leader, or as the Názis would have said, a Führer.[/i]
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Edited by UNUSED ACCOUNT: 9/23/2016 1:31:42 PM[i]The Führer stayed silent for the entire sprint, only occasionally mewling like a cat to not raise suspicions.. Though a lass in blood covered boots, sprinting would've already been suspicious enough, I suppose.. Once the two were before the gate.. Jack just stared at it in silence, his blood red eyes looking at the wooden structure. [/i] "Warded with spells, hmm? Well, if we can't get in.. I suppose we'll just have to lure them out, ja? We both cause as much havoc as we can.. Slay the foul vermin, lure the other little bugs out. Ja, that's our plan. Or do you have a different idea?"
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[i]Irina only nodded approvingly of the supposed plan, slightly grinning as she looked up at the massive walls that surrounded the Dojo, and served as an exterior for the place. Nothing too exciting ever really happened here, and the ones that did react to any chaos...well, they weren't much compared to some enemies Irina had faced over the years. She looked back into the cat-Führer's blood red eyes with her own light blue ones, awaiting her next orders.[/i]
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"Irina; set me down." [i]Locust ordered, his crimson eyes reflecting Irina's face.. Except twisted and morphed.. The midnight black bracelet around Irina's wrist then flowed down her hand, growing and shifting once it came into contact with Jack's black fur. Soon, the Näzi cat was completely encased by his suit of armour. [/i] "Unless you want to be cradling an adult man.." [i]The cat grumbled, still displeased by the way Irina was holding him. He, truly, preferred to just.. walk around the place. Being held made him feel weak, as if he depended on the one carrying him.. He didn't like it at all. [/i]
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[i]Irina only nodded, setting Führer Locust down onto the barren dirt and backing away as she waited for him to transform. In all honest truth, she would be perfectly fine with carting Locust around for a while, as he was the only person in this god-forsaken place that shared somewhat similar opinions and views on things.[/i]
