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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/30/2016 3:44:37 PM
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[b]It was... Apple cider. It was damn good apple cider. It felt like her insides were swishing around inside of her for a second, then she just simply felt better. She felt like she did before she transported Raidriar. Raidriar was smiling behind his mask, waiting to see her reaction.[/b]
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[i]The woman definitely felt better, although she didn't take another swig of the drink. She didn't want to drink it all pointlessly, it wasn't her style.[/i] "Oh. Oh, wow..that feels a lot better. So...thanks. It's new, seeing people help the unsung hero out a little."
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"Heh. Ya helped me already, just returning the favor. Now, as for my name, I'm Andrew Raidriar. Call me Raidriar. Or Raid. Your choice. What yours?"
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"Hazel.. W-Well, my real name is Laura Angelica Hazelwood, but I personally favor Hazel. I just sorta do, don't really know why." [i]Hazel chuckled a little to herself, happy that she had met someone new. Someone that, to her, seemed like a good person.[/i]
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"You've got a long name. Haven't heard somethin that long since my time back on Prillion. Before ya say anything about that, do me a favor and don't ask about Prillion, would ya? Touchy subject to say the least. Anyways, why are ya here, Hazel? Haven't seen anyone quite like ya around here." [b]Raid crossed his arms, not impatiently, it was more like it was something he was used to doing during conversations.[/b]
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"Okay, okay. No Prillion. Perfectly fine with that. As for why I'm here. Heard about some famous fighters or, well...something of the sort. Big-time combatants. Thought I'd...Y'know...try to show them what I had. I'm a mage, if you couldn't tell already. A cleric. Why are you here, I wonder? You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."
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"Looking for an old friend or two. That, and I've been looking to visit for a while, same reason as you. Also, I've been looking for someone to help me a little bit." [b]Raid takes another flask of cider out of his coat. He takes a sip.[/b] "Goddamn delicious stuff, ain't it? Don't know where it comes from, but I get as much as I want."
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"Looking for somewhere to help you? I m-mean, if you don't mind me being a nerd and me using magic primarily, I can try to help you. Assuming it's something violent. If it's not, then..well, I guess I'm still useful." [i]One thing that was present within Hazel's young, German voice was a tint of self doubt. It was odd, somewhat, considering how much power she had.[/i]
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"Yo, kid, you okay? You sound like you don't think you can do it or something. You don't need to help me. I can find other people. I'm just lookin for my son. Just want to get a lead." [b]Raidriar seemed to get slightly worried. It was usual for people to feel intimidated around him, but not insecure. That was new.[/b]
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"O-Oh. I mean, if your son had any magical connections or something like that, I could try to help..A-And I want to help, too. I just...I feel as if I could do [b]more[/b]. As in, I'm only useful for utility and healing people. Put me in a fight, or against someone with offensive magic? The best I can do is block things, and even then, I'll probably die either from using too much magic or screwing up somewhere." [i]Hazel seemed as if she was about to go on a rant soon about her being completely and utterly useless. Which, in truth, she thought she was. In her mind, she was only a magician who could make people disappear then have to make them reappear, and then heal the wounded just so they could get hurt once more. A low sigh escaped her mouth, her eyes closing slowly.[/i]
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"Hey, hey, hey. Look at me. Look, you're not as bad as you think. I've only just met you, but I can tell you're useful. You helped me dimension-hop for god's sake! That's hard as hell to do! Trust me, I know. I used to be able to do it. Not to mention, you just did it without a second thought? I don't know anyone else who would do that for a total stranger. Listen, I know for a fact that you're useful. Everyone is, in some way."
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"You actually think that? ...Thanks. It...It's nice. Getting some support every now and then. Especially the emotional kind." [i]Hazel chuckled slightly, before eventually sighing and calming down. She was, to say the least...better.[/i] "Enough sobbing..I guess we've got a new way inside this place. Heh."
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"Guess we do. Let's head on in. It'd be a shame to keep the good people waiting, wouldn't it?" [b]As Raid turned to walk into the Dojo, Hazel could see his sword. It had the words "For the Judge" engraved into it, and seemed to move around slightly, mostly from left to right.[/b]
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"...I like the sword. It's...intimidating. To say the least." [i]Hazel was actually somewhat intimidated by the weapon that swayed on Raid's back, and who could blame her? Raid could easily cleave her in half with it. It didn't help that she didn't have any melee weapons of her own. She followed him still, because she figured he would t do such a thing. They were friends. Well, that's what Hazel hoped.[/i]
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"Well, that's a first. Usually people just call it really big, or cool, or somethin like that. Never heard intimidating. And don't worry, long as you stay in my good books, ya won't have to worry about it being used on you." [b]As they walked up to the gate, Raid stopped suddenly. He corked his cider, and put it back in his cloak. He then continued his path, hands at his sides.[/b]
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"...I'll stay good then." [i]Hazel kept calmly following Raid, seeing as she had nothing better to do. Raid actually seemed...nice. Better than most, really. Her footsteps became lighter and quieter over time, probably due to her getting much more comfortable.[/i]
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[b]They walked through the gates, and Raid just kinda stopped. He didn't really know what to do. He didn't really plan on getting past the gates. They didn't really have a reason to get in. Sure, Raid was great at fighting, but it seemed like everyone is.[/b] "So... Uh... What's up first? I didn't exactly have any ideas."
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"...I-I mean. I need a weapon...But I don't know what to start out with." [i]Hazel definitely needed a CQC weapon of some kind, considering that she was empty-handed at the moment.[/i] "Plus, I'm...well...to say the least, poor. I might be able to afford a straight sword. Might."
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"Hmm... Well, I don't know where to find one here, but I can lend you one of my old daggers. I always keep one on me." [b]He pulls a dagger from his cloak. It looked to be made of pure platinum, and had a mahogany hilt. Engraved throughout it were carvings of dragons. They twisted, breathed fire, and tangled throughout each other. The blade, in short, was beautiful.[/b]
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"Oh. Oh my..Thank you. I like it.." [i]Hazel gripped the beautiful danger tightly, her deep green eyes staring into the platinum blade of the weapon, her eyes then trailing towards the decorated hilt. It already seemed as if the cleric considered it a prized object, as if she cared for it already. [/i]
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[b]When she touched the blade, it felt like it connected to her. A slight vibration. A soft humming. Raid nodded, and looked down at the blade. It had disconnected from him, and connected to her. It would keep her safe. He knew it.[/b] "What's up next?"
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[i]Hazel clutched the weapon ever more calmly and lovingly, her thin fingers wrapping around the hilt of the dagger tightly. She may have actually prized it.[/i] "We could always train. Assuming that you don't instantly murder me. I can make people teleport and heal others, I can't revive myself." [i]Hazel chuckled at her joke, in a quite hearty and funny tone. It did seem somewhat humorous; her, fighting against Raid, someone that already seemed experienced in combat.[/i]
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[b]And he damn well was experienced. He'd trained his entire life, back on Prillion, back on Old Earth, back on the Fireteam, back in Gamma Esteria. He had an idea. He perked up.[/b] "Hey. I know a way we can train. You use that dagger, I'll just use my fists. Sounds pretty fair, huh?" [b]Raid wasn't so sure it actually was fair, really. He'd probably beat her, even without his massive blade. It'd make him faster, more nimble. And that was a dangerous combination.[/b]
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"...I guess. Sure." [i]Hazel knew it wasn't exactly the best idea for her to casual accept the dagger vs fist training. She didn't know if she could cut Raid and not feel bad from it, or not panic at the sight of a wound that she herself inflicted. She also feared that Raid would take advantage of her low amount of physical strength and weak mindset, utilizing his own strength and tricks against her. At least, that's what Hazel thought.[/i]
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"You don't sound too sure. Ya don't have to train with me if you don't want to. We could just find something else to do." [b]Raid wasn't the type of person to take advantage of others' weakness. If it wasn't a fair fight, more often than not, he wouldn't do it. He just wanted to see what Hazel had in her, you know? Wanted to see her skill set. He knew she could send people through dimensions, what else could she do?[/b]
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"No no no! I want to train with you, it's fine! Seriously, I do!" [i]Now Hazel just sounded over-excited, as she almost began to hope up and down. She seemed to have a massive mood change, going from quiet and peaceful to loud and not exactly peaceful. Still, the self-doubt remained in her voice, no matter how hard she tried to be rid of it.[/i]
