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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/4/2016 3:13:42 AM
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Trailblazer // Outside the Dojo // 9:32 PM // Natalie.
The Jeep only contained one living soul onboard, but it carried a free spirit that was the carefree Natalie, who was laying down in the backseat, her car's stereo blasting Bob Marley's "I Shot The Sheriff" as she stared into the black roof of the vehicle. Her head leaned up against the door and her feet were covered by a pair of converses as she left them outside the door, the red shoes not matching her blue skinny jeans but instead the red tank top she wore under her open grey sweater. A joint rested between her lips and a bong on the floor, as she was relaxed and in a state of chill, which reflected her typically chill and calm personality when she wasn't trying to be sarcastic or an ass. Hell, she hadn't roasted anyone all day.
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*The sound of a motorcycle was heard, as unbeknownst to her, this was an assassin sent by the 54i to eliminate her, as said assailant pulled out her bayonet knife and slowly walked up to the Jeep, hoping to kill Natalie while she was busy with the bong.*
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Nat was no idiot, she knew what to do in a combat scenario, so she pulled a small device from her pocket and pressed down on the button, before it started to ping and pulse like a beacon. Just then, a squad of six fully armed men ran from the woods to her aid, followed by two more teams to total 18 soldiers altogether. Each looked to be PMC based off the jumpsuits and kevlar armour they wore, and each had fully automatic assault rifles on hand as they aimed at the assassin.
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*She decided to put her arms down, knowing of the Immortals plan, as she has her hands tied behind her back, looking at Nat with a death stare.*
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Nat stepped out of the car with no weapons on her person but a switchblade, karambit knife, boot knife and a jagged gladius-like sword on her body, and a pair of Colt Python .357 revolvers in her hands. "The hell are you? Ghetto Agent 47?"
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"And what are you...a slutty Bob Marley?" The assassin joked, her Asian eyes staring straight up at Nat's eyes, her red hair flowing in the wind..
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"As if, I'm too good to be a hoe. You though..." Nat responded, her superficial tone not laced by any accents. She was always a fan of roasting people, and so the guards all fell back into the treeline, leaving the duo alone. ((Guards were just there so Nat could prep herself))
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*She simply stared at her a bit, waiting for a chance for her to be open, secretly hiding a small Karambit dagger behind her, as well as a tracker in case she tried to escape.*
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Nat had a pair of revolvers in either of her hands, and her father had taught her how to use them fairly well before he "Died" a while back, though she wasn't the best shot. What she lacked in skill, she had in wits though. "The hell you here for?"
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"I'd never tell a slut like you. You bring dishonor to your family." The assassin replied, as she prepped for the shot to be fired.
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"Slut? Dishonour? I ain't in the mood to hear your life story."
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"And I'm not in the mood to be here, listening to a person who's father killed our fathers." The assassin said, getting ready to stab her.
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"Yeah, my father killed lots of people, why does your dense ass think I did? Are you that autistlc that you cant tell the difference between man and woman?"
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"No...but that dosen't mean we could avenge their deaths with the Dojo's." the assassin replied, swiftly tackling Nat to the ground, and try's to stab her with her knife.
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As the figure jumped towards Nat for a tackle, she raised her gun and fired only one shot off, because fanning the hammer without an augmented thumb is quite tough.
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*It hits the assassin in her free arm, as she still tackles Nat, kicking her guns away, holding up her dagger.*
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The guns flew to either side of her body as the woman landed atop Natalie's body as her lower torso was between two legs, and the knees of the assassin were by her armpits. Though the guns were on the ground, Nat's eyes pulsed in the same blue colour as before, when her TK ability was activated and a long jagged and serrated sword was positioned between her face and the attacker's body.
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Edited by A Stormy Dio: 10/5/2016 12:53:08 AMShe stopped the attack, seeing the giant sword. "Like your father, it seems." She noticed, pulling out a second dagger, and taking Nat's revolvers, throwing them a distance between the two. She got off the woman, and backed a little away from her.* "Like father, like daughter." The assassin replied, getting into a fighting stance with her daggers.
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[spoiler]Literally nobody knows of JT's "Death," it wasn't even in this dimension he died. Yeah, he dimension hops, makes it easier to explain porting. [/spoiler] [i]"The hell? My father could kick your ass easily, be glad I'm the one here." Nat said as she stood from the dirt below her, as flecks of it fell off the sweater she wore, which she allowed to fall from her arms due to it being a hindering item to wear in combat. She pulled her sword from midair and grabbed a revolver telekinetically, before looking to her assassin. [/i]
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The assassin stared at Nat, looking with a daring glare at her, before charging at her, leaping above her to stab Nat.
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[i]As the woman drew closer and closer, Natalie lunged forwards with great speed as she extended her left leg and tossed the sword into her right hand into the air. With the extension of her now free hand, a powerful telekinetic blast rippled throughout the air in front of her hand, as wind the speeds of 80 miles per hour pushed against the body of the assassin to knock her back. Though that did tire not out a hell of a lot. [/i]
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*The assassin gets pulled back a few miles, barely being able to stand up, while she looks at where Nat was.* "She does have potential..." The assassin said, grabbing one of her daggers and waited for Natalie to come to her.
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[i]Nat didn't chase the woman, rather she sheathed her sword and stood up with her body shaking, though she knew what to do and where to go. A revolver was in her hand, but she picked up the second soon after standing. [/i]
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*The assassin pulled the second dagger from nearby, aiming at Natalie's head and heart, aiming her own daggers at her, acting as shirukens.
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[i]"Ma'am this is the police, we need you to stop doing drugs and do school instead."[/i] [b]A calm and collected voice suddenly spoke up, as the quiet motor of Damien's custom white Hayabusa Motorcycle ground to a halt. He was in his same ol' same ol'... Coat, jeans, t-shirt, and heavy boots.[/b] [i]"Not many people come out here to get the munchies..."[/i]
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"Aww, I look that young? I could've sworn that dealer gave me this much because I was responsible." Nat jested as she didn't bother to turn and face the man, rather she just stared out the window her legs were in. "And most people don't go to the Dojo in general."
