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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/24/2016 3:56:53 AM
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You know him?
[i]Jackson asked, voice flat.[/i]
OH MY GOD IT'S SMURFETTE! CAN I STILL KILL THIS DUDE? Kinda want his gear?
[i]asked Wilson, to nobody in particular.[/i]
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[i] Riley nods thoughtfully and grins at Wilson.[/i] "Sounds awesome Wilson. I appreciate it. What do I owe you?" [i] Even if Wilson was her friend, she grew up where nothing was free. It was only habit to ask what he wanted in return. [/i]
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What do you have? [i]he asked, interested to see what she could offer.[/i]
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"Uh.." [i] Riley says with a pondering look.[/i] "I was just thinking money but you probably have plenty of that.." [i] She grins, snapping her fingers.[/i] "What about something that would let you disintegrate just about anything that isn't living? I know that's a downside but," [i] She shrugs like, "what are you gonna do?"[/i]
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Look I don't need to kill rocks. F*ck it'll bother Lance about it. Tell that f*cker he owes me. [i]he said, sounding mildly agitated.[/i]
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"Why would Lance be the one..?" [i] Riley cuts herself off and shakes her head. Wilson didn't make much sense anyway. She turned to Wolfe.[/i] "I don't suppose you'd be interested? They make great infiltration tools."
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I'm not as much the mechanic as he is. I know you have dampeners on the armor, but do you need a scrambler of sorts? I do have some gear to scramble the signals from the suit so that you appear invisible to most detection systems. [i]Jackson remarked.[/i]
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[i] Riley shrugs.[/i] "The more the merrier I suppose." [i] She reaches into a pocket of the armor, pulling out two black leather gloves. They have wires running up and down the fingers, will small nodes on each fingertip.[/i] "Wilson, see if you can get these integrated into the armor's gloves so I don't have to put them on it."
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[i]He took them, they were tiny in his hands, but he slid them under his bandolier.[/i] I'll see what I can do. [i]he said.[/i]
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"Thanks." [i] She says, before turning back to Jackson.[/i] "Is there any specific reason you guys are here? Or just wandering around?" [i] She asked. Not that she wasn't happy, but she was curious.[/i]
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Wilson messed up a teleport. Quite honestly, I'm glad we ended up here. I wanted to do a little exploring here, look into Phoenix, my father, and the history here. [i]he replied.[/i]
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"And because I'm here." [i] She says while grinning. [/i]
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Added bonus. [i]He said, a bit of a blush coming to his cheeks. Perhaps it was his awkwardness that was what girls found attractive. He certainly wasn't full of bravado and sociable like Wilson, who noticed his companions blush.[/i] Dude just f*ckin' tell her you like her, like Christ it isn't that hard...
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"Wilson's right. Awkwardness is cute but being out in the open and confident is a lot more attractive." [i] She says with a smile, running her hand through his hair playfully.[/i] "That and the hair. The big wig government guys don't make you cut it?" [i] She asks casually. [/i]
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Considering I'm usually wearing the mask, no. The only reason that started was back during the days of swords and shields, you could expose someone's throat to a blade by yanking their hair or their beard. [i]He replied.[/i] Plus, Special Forces guys get a little leniency. Clarkson likes us to look normal and act normal if we can when undercover. Works easier. [i]He paused for a moment.[/i] And yeah... I, I uh... I like you.
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[i] She grins, standing on her tip toes and planting a kiss on his cheek.[/i] "There ya go. I brought something for you from Angel City, but it's a surprise." [i] She says coyly. [/i]
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[i]He stood almost stupefied for a moment, placing a hand on his own face where she had kissed him. Blinking, he seemed to snap out of it, a cheeky smile on his face.[/i] I was just happy to see you again, you didn't need to get me anything.
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"Too bad, I did anyways." [i] She says with a laugh, plopping down on her bed, having a seat. [/i]
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So what is it? I'm not a fan of teasing. [i]he said, sitting down beside her, sliding his massive rifle off of his back so that he could actually sit down. He held the weapon by the barrel, which pointed skyward.[/i]
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"If I'm the one doing it, you would be." [i] She mutters, a suggestive smirk playing at her lips. She reaches into her jeans pockets and pulls out a ring. The metal was all black, and looked suspiciously like the metal of her swords. The stone was a bright blue, a sapphire, rather large and in the shape of a square. The most curious thing about it, was the dull orange glow inside the stone. Almost like coals burning. Micro thin lines were etched into the shape of a wolf head inside the stone, ever glowing like a dull flame. A master work of craftsmanship, and probably worth a fortune. She hands it to him with a smile on her face.[/i] "Merry Christmas."
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[i]He took the ring, rolling it gently in his hand, looking it over carefully. He examined the craftsmanship, in shock that she would spend so much on him. He was almost embarrassed, but he appreciated the gesture more than he gave off.[/i] You... you saved my life. You didn't need to do this.... [i]He hugged her, a contented smile on his face.[/i]
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"Someone owed me a favor. It was no big deal, but I think it's badass." [i] She says with a laugh, hugging him back and breathing him in. Jackson was so easy to be with, so easy to be lax and open to, he made her feel great.[/i]
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[i]She was the first person he had really opened up to in a long time. While it took him time, he was slowly allowing himself to finally show a little bit of emotion. Perhaps he'd find her something nice at a later time. Taking the ring, he let go after a moment of embrace, and pulled the dog tags from neck, his father's. Undoing the necklace clip, he slid the ring on, in between the tags. Closing the clip, he made sure it was in place, and he tucked it safely under his bandolier, so that it stayed in place.[/i] Good luck charm.
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"Good." [i] She smiled and leaned back on the bed, placing her feet on Jackson's lap and her hands behind her head. The same way they'd looked so long ago in her penthouse.[/i] "The metal on it, is Xarite. The same thing my swords are made out of. Pretty much indestructible."
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I wish you'd learn I wasn't a footstool. That's just a degradation... [i]he said, shaking his head in mocking disapproval. In reality, he didn't care, he was quite alright with it.[/i]
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[i] She waves a hand.[/i] "Stop whining, you'll live." [i] She says, smiling. [/i]
