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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/30/2016 12:23:06 AM
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[b]Damien stood slightly baffled and ran a hand through his hair, his jaw clamps rippling up and down as they adjusted to his smaller facial expressions.[/b]
[i]"Damn this weather..."[/i]
[b]He mumbled, padding towards her, an eyebrow raised as he used a hand to block out the aggressive winds that refused to stop harassing his face.[/b]
[i]"Hey. You good...?"[/i]
English
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She continued to stand at the large doors and kept her hand firmly placed on the leftmost door, which resembled more of a slab of refined bark, not hesitating or looking back to Damien for a moment. She instead continued to stare blankly at the entrance of the Dojo, in complete silence, the whipping of wind and snowfall not at all changing her stance.
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[i]"You want in...?"[/i] [b]Damien asked, snapping his fingers so that the flammable fibers made a small flame that he balanced carefully in the palm of his hand, the flame not harming the skin he had left in between the metal graftings. He looked mostly machine, but the truth was he had nailed metal into his skin as armor. Only his right foot and arms were augmented, excluding the majority of his internal organs.[/b] [b]He held the flame close to her as warmth as he looked at the same door, then back down to her.[/b] [i]"You are gonna need to find a lieutenant."[/i]
