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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/27/2016 3:35:23 AM
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"Aye. Let's go."
[b]I begin to walk the steps, just in front of her.[/b]
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[i]Still carrying the small child, the woman silently followed, looking up at the Dojo as the two went up the steps leading up to it. She was moving at a rather fast pace, determined to save the child in her arms.[/i]
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"How's the kid holding up? He still stable?" [b]I looked over my shoulder at them, just to make sure the kid was still stable. After all, I didn't want a kid dying on my watch.[/b]
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"Good, I guess..." [i]Although still bleeding quite heavily, the boy seemed to be stabilized for the moment, his breathing eventually getting smoother and steadier, although he sounded as if he was still in pain.[/i]
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"He sure sounds better. God, I can't wait to get up to the Dojo, get to take this damn helmet off. Gets real stuffy in it." [b]I press a button on my helmet, gotta turn the night vision off first.[/b]
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"I know how you feel...I've had this damn suit on for a while. Probably a week?" [i]She chuckles slightly, sighing after making her statement and going back to following the Ranger while still clutching the boy's body.[/i]
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"I take the helmet off pretty regularly, but never the armor. Takes too damn long to put back on." [b]With our pace, we had made it around a fourth up the stairs. Wouldn't take much longer to get up to the Dojo. Nevertheless, I needed to know who this person was before letting them in.[/b] "What's your name, stranger?"
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Edited by Orn: 9/27/2016 11:23:25 AM[i]The knightess was quiet for a bit before replying, although she expected this question to be asked. And she would have to answer.[/i] "Olivia. The daughter of two previous members here. Ornstein and Nora."
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"Ornstein? Heard of him. Before my time here, though. Only just showed up a few days ago. Well, I'm Ranger Grant, New California Republic, Ranger Station Echo. Formerly First Recon." [b]I hoped that no one knew what Ranger Station Echo was... A station for Ghoul Rangers. I wasn't a Ghoul, but being stationed there didn't go over well with literally anyone. It was even worse than being stationed at Camp Golf, and that was shitty enough.[/b]
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"Mm. Yeah, he's my dad. Not that it's a big deal, just...thought people would know. I'll just call you Grant, if that's fine." [i]She had no idea about the Ranger being assigned to Station Echo, and she wouldn't know what was so bad about it, either. Loosening her grip on the child's body, she kept following Grant, who was still leading her to the Dojo's gate. [/i]
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"Yeah, suits me just fine. Used to being called Grant. Back in California, when I was just a Private. It's a goddamn mess of paperwork back there. Can't get jack done without a Colonel signing off on it. Better to fight and get your head blown off than to get caught up in some scandal and get sent to the NCRCF."
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"Hmm. I wouldn't know, to be honest. All my life, I've been training with mom and dad. Dad wanted me to head here, of all places... Anything I should know? Before I try to become a member?"
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"First off, don't kill another member. They'd probably rip your throats out and shove it up your ass. Second, for the love of god, don't piss any of the others members off. Speaking personally, they'd wreck my shit. Got a feeling it'd be different for you, though, being Orenstein's kid and all. Also, there's this place off to the west, called the Twilight. Don't go there. Ever."
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"Well then...that sounds absolutely grand..." [i]Olivia turned to look into the direction of the Twilight, sighing at the sight of its corruption. One could tell that she disliked it in some manner, but she didn't show any hatred. She began moving once more, still following Grant while tightening her grip on the body of the child in her armored arms.[/i]
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[b]We had almost made it to the top of the stairs, when I saw one of them. Those bastards in crimson. He was all alone. It was my chance to kill one of them without the others even knowing I was here. I pulled my revolver from my hip, and took aim at the Legionnaire's head. I put my finger on the trigger, but stopped. If one of the others happened by while I was shooting the guy, they'd kill me and possibly Olivia and the kid, too. I sighed as I put my revolver away.[/b] "Come on. Let's hurry past these assholes."
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[i]Only staring at Grant, Olivia looked as if she was ready to panic, but still followed the Ranger while only staring at the Legionnaire he was about to shoot. She had never had the drive to kill someone before, so she didn't know what to think. To make matters worse, she didn't even understand why Grant wanted to kill the man. It just didn't make sense.[/i] "Who was that? And...why did you nearly kill them?"
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"That was a Legionnaire from Caesar's Legion. Bastards have killed to many good NCR troops and civilians on the grounds of 'They're the enemy, let's slaughter them'. They also kill anybody they feel like, lash people to crosses, torture them, whatever the hell they feel like doing. Normally, I'd kill the bastard, but I don't wanna risk yours or the kid's life. I've already lost good people to the Legion, no more."
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[i]Olivia's grip suddenly tightened on the bleeding boy's body, her voice becoming low and venomous, as if a new hatred for the Legion had brewed up within her suddenly.[/i] "...I understand completely. Let's...lets just get going."
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"Don't worry about them. They aren't allowed to kill us, but nothing says we can't kill them. Only the Legate and the Cursor are protected. Rest we get free reign."
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"K..." [i]Olivia went silent, still following Ranger Grant and carrying the dying child.[/i]
