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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Chesh I Guess:
10/25/2016 10:42:15 PM
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[b]The paper insect lay still for a moment before unfolding, paper folds moving and contouring until it had turned into thin and tiny gnat like creatures... Only for the swarm to disappear into the drifting snow. They'd be near impossible to trace because of their likeness to the falling flakes... But... Their new observer wasn't trying very hard to stay hidden.[/b]
[b]Her head peered out slightly from behind a distant tree, her vision well balanced from this height and angle. Besides, the snow was her element... Sorta. One eye red... The other blue... Dressed in a floral dress/skirt combo, with a hood with bouncy animal ear like protrusions up top. Then of course her body covered in cloth wrappings that hid her face, and were the only covers on her feet and hands... And the black and white floral scarf... All nice touches. But then things got interesting. Heart beat sensor would reveal an irregular heartbeat, one reading three time faster than normal... And she gave off the heat signature of a small furnace, given she was just 5'4... Wielding a machine gun two thirds her size... One with a long barrel, wheel clip, and dark and light blue flames licking out from tiny cooling slits... If anything, she wasn't trying to be stealthy, but her strange behavior and curiosity mimicked that of a small frightened animal, merely keeping fair distance from a predator...[/b]
[b]Any tracking equipment, or right glance in the right direction would give her away in seconds.[/b]
[spoiler]https://i.imgur.com/ZVHXZSm
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English
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[i]They found this individual rapidly, their tracking systems immediately locking on. The details were quite strange, but not out of the ordinary for these two, who were often in connection with strange entities. The behemoth's minigun swung back upwards into a safe position, and he approached calmly. Close to her, the other figure appeared out of thin air, body forming out of what was seemingly nothing. He spoke first, voice sounding metallic through his mask, but relatively kind.[/i] Hello there... don't you think it's a bit cold for merely wrappings on your hands and feet?
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[b]The small, distinctly female figure looked down at her small feet, wiggling her toes slightly. Then... She shook her head, motioning slightly to her large gun which still gave off light blue flames, the smell of kerosine and thermite escaping the barrel as a long dragon tongue of flame burst forth momentarily.[/b] [b]She clearly wasn't a very big talker, it a quick few hand motions later and her nature became apparent... Sign language. The first few signs spelled out a greeting, the next some strange... Word... Perhaps a name. L. A... N... And what seemed to be another A.[/b]
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Your name is Lana? That's a unique name. [i]he said kindly.[/i] Are you from around here?
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[b]She shook her head, her near silence breathtaking more than anything. There was something in the way she carried herself... Her fragile and small disposition, hiding something that seemed so overwhelming... Certainly not in power... But perhaps in... Personality?[/b] [b]She pointed towards the large crater the duo left before tilting her head, as if to ask what just happened?[/b]
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My friend messed up a form of inter-dimensional travel, and we ended up here. That explosion was a tear in space and time caused by us. [i]he explained.[/i]
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[b]She nodded slowly, despite not understanding what he meant... Better not to get some science lecture.[/b] [b]Her eye flitted back and forth from the two, before pointing off towards the Dojo, as if to ask if that was their destination.[/b]
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[i]The hulking one spoke this time.[/i] Yeah, we're goin' there.
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[b]A smile crept from her mask, barely visible under the cloth as she swiveled down from the tree and landed into the pale snow with a crunch.[/b] [i]"Best of luck..."[/i] [b]She mused, her voice soft and lyrical, almost like a hymn from old religious texts that held some kind of authority...[/b] [b]And with that, she trotted away, the ears on the hood of her cloak bouncing ever so slightly.[/b]
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Christ, kids creep me out... [i]Wilson said.[/i] Can't say I was too comfortable with that, but I'm not exactly going to be rude. [i]Wolfe replied.[/i]
