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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/2/2016 3:38:16 PM
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"Ama and being created in a lab count?"
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[i]Charlie begins to speak in a manner that would cause any lady to swoon.[/i] "In a lab? That explains your lovely face."
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"Right" She says still seeming agitated by the unexpected changes to the sparring room.
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"I have feeling you don't like what I've done to this room. How about I change it?" [i]The room gies back to its normal state, but the chairs and desk remain.[/i] "Better?"
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"Huh. Interesting" A light glow from her eyepatch emits as she scans for anomalies. "A distortion driver?"
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"No, just some things I'd like to keep to myself. Now, who raised you? How well do you think they raised you?"
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"I guess you could say I was raised by the lab. Mostly I ended up contracted to battlefields. Managed to escape and find this place after a few years of wandering. Just grew tired of the killing." She sighs, looking a bit gloomy as she thinks of the things she had done.
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"What do you regret doing most while you were on the battlefield?"
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"Hated attending the village massacres, I personally would avoid killing but they are just innocent people... dammit..." She didn't realize it but she was squeezing harder and harder on the arm of the chair. A loud snapping noise happens as she snaps out of it. She looks in her hand at the broken off part. "Huh, sorry about that"
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[i]The chair instantly fixes itself.[/i] "No worries, feel free to damage anything in this room. Why did you do the things you did? Were you under mind control? Did someone have a gun to your head?"
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Edited by ALIAS-F4LS: 10/2/2016 8:50:51 PM"There really were two choices. Either kill them and live another day or be exterminated and have a more willing experiment take the task. Besides, it was pretty easy to hide the children. The probably grew up hating me but at least some lived."
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"They would understand that you had no choice, believe me. Now, do you blame yourself at all for what you did?"
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"My hands may have been tied but I still have to take some of the blame."
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"Why do you think you still take some of the blame? Is it because you think that there was another option?"
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"Well I guess there really wasn't much of a choice but can you really claim innocence when you are responsible for so many deaths?"
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[i]Charlie leans over his desk and looks her in the eye. If Ama looks closely she can see barely make out some sort of light in Charlie's pupil.[/i] "If that wasn't possible than I wouldn't be here right now. I would've destroyed myself long ago. If I could forgive myself for what I did than so can you."
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She stares back for a little then slups back in her chair seeming a bit worn out from the conversation though I bit relieved. "Heh, guess we're both finding our own ways to turn a new leaf." She says looking out onto the roof with a hint of a smile on her face. "Anyways I probably should get back to what I was working on. You would be surprised how many omnipotent beings are just wandering around in a dojo looking for a way to not blow up a building during a sparing session." She heads towards the door stopping for a second before entirely leaving the room. "Oh and... thanks"
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"Please come again! Really! It's lonely as f*ck in here!"
