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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/9/2016 3:50:21 PM
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"Damn...can you give me any defining features about this person? I'm just going to [b]talk[/b] with him."
He refrained from using the word man, due to the fact in Sakurets eyes Remy wasn't deserving of the title 'Man'...much less 'Person'.
"I'm going to go on a complete stretch here, and depending on your own personal opinion on whether or not you want to keep the child....Why not have someone take care of it?"
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"Eh...Okay... He's six foot ten, muscular. Very muscular, really. Blue eyes. He usually wears a suit of Black Knight armor, it's a set that the Knights that served the Lord Gwyn wore into battle...a seven foot long sword, he's known for pyromancies, spells and such." [i]Olivia was basically giving up all of the information she had about Remy, except for his hair color. Mostly because the writer had forgotten, Lmao.[/i]
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Sakuret got triggered because Remy was basically a taller version of him description wise. "Alright..well when I see him, we're going to have a nice chat the three of us." Sakuret said, possibly insisting he was going to kidnap him and bring him to Olivia. "But knowing people like him..he probably left this planet by now like a little bitch." He sighed and pulled out a flask and opened it, he started to gulp down whatever was inside it.
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[spoiler]Also better looking.[/spoiler]
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"Oh...I don't know, really. He's not a technological person at all, he couldn't even operate a ship." [i]Olivia knew Remy, and she knew that he was awful with technology, to the point where she had to explain what the hell a TV was to him. She had crossed her arms and legs, silently staring up at Sakuret as she waited for him to respond.[/i]
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"That makes my job easier. Say, do you want your helmet back? If not I'm going to wear it around town." He said jokingly, handing Olivia's helmet back to her trying to cheer her up somewhat. Sakuret got up and closed the cap on the flask, pocketing it. "Be safe Olivia. If you ever need to talk with me again I'm always around. Somewhere..."
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"Yeah, thanks...seriously." [i]Olivia took her helmet while chuckling quietly, and she simply sat the metal helmet to her side as she began to literally rest on the bench in the middle of the freezing night.[/i] "See you around, Sak... You're a good guy...Y'know?"
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Edited by Thot Slayer Emps: 10/9/2016 8:54:41 PMSakuret turned around to look at Olivia. "Y'know...it's funny really. The last person who said that to me was my second wife. 27 years ago.....Do you need me to walk you home or are you fine there? Just trying to not be a complete ass to people now." He sighed at himself...67 years in his life and he was consoling a 18 year old he kind of knows. How times have changed to him...
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"Yeah, sure. When have you been "a complete ass"? You've always been nice to me. I think you have, anyway." [i]Olivia found it somewhat interesting that Sakuret would mention something like that, but she didn't dwell on things too much herself. She rose up from the metallic bench, smiling slightly as she rose up from the bench.[/i] "...Lets get going, then."
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"Alright then. May as well explain some of my past to you on the way there...wait, where do you even live? Holy shit we've been friends and we don't even know where each other live. This is embarrassing..." Sakuret said, looking down to his feet and shaking his head. "Actually you know what, I'll just follow you."
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"Apartment complex. It's actually alright, really." [i]Olivia only smirked at Sakuret as she began walking, holding her golden helm within her right hand, the metal shining brightly in the cold winter night. She turned back to see if Sak truly wished to follow her after a moment, her electric yellow eyes looking straight at him.[/i]
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"Huh. Well I guess I'll escort you there then..or some shit." Sakuret said, placing his hands into his pockets. Even with prosthetics it was a strange habit he did, like his hands were always cold or something. Truthfully, he was only following Olivia so he wouldn't disappoint her. Sakuret also wondered how the hell she wasn't freezing her ass off.
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Sakuret got triggered because Remy was basically a taller version of him description wise. "Alright..well when I see him, we're going to have a nice chat the three of us." Sakuret said, possibly insisting he was going to kidnap him and bring him to Olivia. "But knowing people like him..he probably left this planet by now like a little bitch." He sighed and pulled out a flask and opened it, their noses were hit by the wafting smell of Alcohol. Because Sakuret is a drunk.
