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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Dougie:
10/10/2016 11:07:24 PM
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[b][i][u]Courtyard B3 | Athena | 1430 hrs[/u][/i][/b]
[i]Unlike the rest of the Dojo, this part was quite tranquil. There was hardly anyone around in this courtyard. That's probably why those few people came here. Athena happened to be one of them. She sat under one of the birch trees, reading something on a holographic display. She looked somewhat happy today.[/i]
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[b][i][u]Lounge of Blades | Lycoris T'Loak[/u][/i][/b]
[i]The lounge was quite busy today. There wasn't much out of the ordinary, really... Well, there was one thing. A new arrival to the Dojo. An [url=http://www.imgur.com/QcjvQZ0]Asari[/url] to be precise. The Asari sat on a leather couch at the back of the bar that was at a slightly elevated location compared to the rest of the bar. How or why it was there, no one knew. However, that was not important. People shot the Asari odd glances here and there, and that was probably because of a certain incident earlier that involved a bartender trying to stop her from grabbing some alcohol from behind the counter. Said bartender was sent flying into a wall with a broken neck. So, people had a right to be somewhat weary of her. Since then, no one had bothered her, and for that she was happy. So, for the moment, she just sat on the couch, legs crossed, left arm draped behind it and some liquor in her right hand.[/i]
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[spoiler]Athena.[/spoiler] [i]Someone that the soldier was familiar with arrived within the courtyard, someone that loved Athena rather dearly. That "someone" was Irina. The Vileblood's strikingly pale, angular face turned towards Athena, her light blue eyes lighting up with happiness as she made her way over to the woman. She was not in her typical garb, not today. Instead of the dark grey jacket or tricorne leather hat, Irina bore a stainless suit of cold steel armor, sunlight reflecting off of its shining surface. She bore leggings and gauntlets similar to this, and the only cloth on her other than the black fabric covering the joints was a dark red cape depicting an ancient symbol upon it, hanging from her left shoulder. Irina did not bear a helmet, while her long light blonde hair was tied back in a ponytail. Grinning at Athena as she approached, her Chikage, a curved katana-like sword, and Evelyn, a long-barreled flintlock pistol, were the only two weapons that she had on her at the moment. Other than that...she had none. Irina waved at Athena, walking over to the soldier rather quietly. [/i]
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[i]She immediately got up and ran over to Irina.[/i]
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[i]Irina only held out her arms, grinning rather lovingly towards Athena. She would try to pull her into a hug, maybe a kiss.[/i]
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[i]She gives Irina a short kiss, then notices the armor.[/i] "I take it you're going to fight somebody?"
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[i]After kissing, Irina pulled away and shrugged, looking down at the armor she bore. It appeared to be...surprisingly comfortable to her, plus it provided protection and allowed her to be agile still. Still, she had a purpose for the armor. She would combat others in it.[/i]
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"I take it you've been doing well since our previous... Encounter?"
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[i]The Vileblood's eyes lit up for a moment in excitement as she nodded in response, the grin magnifying. She was wishing that she could just..speak to Athena. To tell her how much she meant to her.[/i]
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"It's great to see you again. Had no idea where you were. I [i]was[/i] gonna try the bar, but some chick took it over and I didn't feel like getting blown through a wall."
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[i]Irina only smirked in response, only listening as well...she couldn't speak.[/i]
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"Hm..." [i]She pauses, thinking, though it soon seems like she lost her train of thought.[/i]
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[i]Irina's face contorted into a look of confusion, and she only stared at Athena. Her hands were at her sides, her eyes looking into Athena's silently.[/i]
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"Sorry. Forgot what I was gonna say... Anyways I don't have anything important to do today. You got anything in mind?"
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[i]In response, Irina only shrugged, although she looked at her own weapons as if trying to signify something. Probably a friendly duel. She didn't mind what that did, really.[/i]
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*Athena sees a man in some kind of power armor and a black cloak sitting beneath one of the trees in a stance that made him seem like he was meditating. He didn't even seem to notice her, being to busy trying to relax
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[i]She paid him no attention.[/i]
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[b]The Bar.[/b] A man chuckled at the sight of the bartender being killed, though he found it sloppy and unclean. His light hair clung to his head in low large spirals, his thick rimmed glasses held his black eyes and his slim figure basically made him look somewhat normal. Fixing his blouse by buttoning to the side the slim man got up. The rest of his style was revealed, he wore band patterned trousers and dress shoes. An almost somewhat normal person. He approached the Asari, smirking. "Impressive, the way you killed that bartender was...satisfying to say the least." He said with a surprisingly handsome voice, though something was off with the man. He gave off a chilling presence....as if someone turned down the A/C to the lowest setting.
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[i]She shuttered due to the cold for a moment, but soon regained her composure and sat in her normal, seductive pose on her couch.[/i] "Didn't feel like toying with him and I didn't what to waste the bullets."
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"True, no need to waste ammunition on someone not deserving of it. However...I use a different way of disposing of mere annoyances." As the man said the word 'Annoyances' a white arm reached out and merely tapped the glass which held the Asari's liquor. Right before her eyes the alcoholic drink slowly froze until it became a full solid, then it reverted back to it's liquid state. The arm disappeared. "Ice is an interesting concept is it not? The lack of heat...forcing liquids to become solids. There are so many possibilities with such an ability. You could freeze someone's bloodstream...stab an icicle through a carotid...crush someone's head with a large, heavy chunk of ice. Now please do not take this as a mere threat, I am not someone who goes that low. In fact I dare say I hold some respect for one such as yourself."
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"Well, you'd have to be one of the only people I know that respects me for any reason beyond fear."
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"Fear is a useless human emotion. It prevents those from taking threats head on." Ghiaccio said, crossing his arms. "My name is Ghiaccio."
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"Lycoris."
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"Well, Miss Lycoris. I might as well explain what I just did to your liquor in your hand." Ghiaccio said, a snowy white figure forming to his right. It was Ghiaccio's psychological manifestion, White Album. Currently it did not have its skates and instead looked down at the Asari. "I used my stand, a psychological and emotional 'guardian' of sorts to freeze your liquor. It is what my stand does. It will not attack you, merely because I am it and it is me."
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"Got it."
