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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Cthulhu Agent:
11/8/2016 9:04:21 PM
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[b][i][u]Cafeteria[/u][/i][/b]
[i]Out of the corner of your eye you see movement. When you turn your head there's a 5'5" girl with black hair pulled back into a ponytail, wolf ears, and a long bushy tail wearing ragged clothing. She's stealing your gun/purse/bag/whatever. Upon being caught, her eyes go wide in shock as she trips backwards and falls on her back.[/i]
"Ah!"
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[i]Artemis starts to walk towards it.[/i] "Thank you, but I should get going."
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"Okay." [i]He goes to a place where he could hide in the shadows, merging into it literally. He stayed there to make sure everything was fine.[/i]
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[i]They run through forests for hours before coming to a stop. They arrived at a 20ft high cave entrance with large bones from massive animals scattered around the front.[/i] "We're here!"
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[spoiler]HOLY DAMN THAT'S TOO MUCH MAKE A NEW POST BEFORE IT BREAKS[/spoiler] "Huh." [i]He looks around, taking in the atmosphere. He was not interested, but intrigued.[/i]
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[spoiler]Wha?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]No seriously, make a new post before it starts lagging. Otherwise I cannot read the other posts.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I made a post for you to reply to.[/spoiler]
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Edited by Dain Is Fren: 11/9/2016 5:10:14 PM[b]Whoever had just snagged my pistol, was gonna regret it. I instinctively reel my hand back, hitting something hard. Damn hard. It was definitely a face... But whose? I turn around, and my eyes widened behind my helmet. I'd already eaten my food, and put my helmet back on. And I... I felt bad. Really damn bad.[/b] "Fûck! Damn, I'm sorry! Dammit!" [b]I quickly get up, and assess what I'd done to the poor girl.[/b]
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[i]The girl had a bloody, cut open cheek. She was barely councious from the hit.[/i]
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"Oh goddammit... Fûcking... Why today?" [b]I pull out some healing powder from my left coat pocket, and rub it into the wound. That would fix that, but that wouldn't fix my ruined public image. People were staring, I could tell. I shake her shoulder.[/b] "Hey, kiddo. You okay?" [b]My voice no longer had distress or anger, it was now a gentle one.[/b]
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[i]She quickly scoots away from him and curls up into a ball with her tail covering her face.[/i]
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"Listen, listen. I ain't gonna hurt you. Well, not anymore than I've already done. I didn't mean to. Muscle reflex, okay? You're okay. I fixed up your cheek. Hey, what's someone like you doin out here? Shouldn't you be out with your parents?" [b]I noticed how young she looked. I'd say 16, max.[/b]
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[i]She was actually 17 about to be 18. She just curled even more and whimpered like a scared puppy.[/i]
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[b]I tried my best to put on a comforting tone.[/b] "Hey. Listen. It's all okay now. I ain't gonna hurt you, okay? Was a mistake. You're okay."
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[i]She slowly uncurled, but didn't look at the man as she shook in fear.[/i]
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"It's fine. You're fine, okay? Look at me, okay? I ain't gonna do nothin to hurt ya." [b]I take my helmet off.[/b]
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[i]She glanced at him for a split second before looking away and for that split second he saw bright, sparkly blue eyes. She was now on her hands and knees.[/i]
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"Hey, are you hurt? I don't know how hard I hit ya... Anything broken? Sprained?"
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[i]She shook her head and stood up. Her legs were wobbly and her balance poor.[/i]
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[b]I walked over to her very slowly, as not to startle her. She was damn lucky that punch didn't break her job. Guess God was smiling on her today. Felt like he was shitting on me.[/b] "What's your name? Mine's Grant."
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[i]She tried to step away from Grant, but instead fell again. This time she cut her lower thigh on a nearby table on the way down.[/i]
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"Damn, kid. Slow down and stop getting messed up." [b]I get some more healing powder out, and pack it on to the wound. I then got up, and stuck my hand out.[/b] "Here, let me help you up."
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[i]She flinches from the hand moving towards her. She slowly gets up on her own again, leaning on a table for support.[/i]
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"Listen, kiddo. Let me help you out. Why were you stealing that gun? Money? I can give you some money, kid. I've got too much than I know what to do with. First, though, what's your name?"
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[i]The girl's voice is barely loud enough to hear.[/i] "...Artemis..."
