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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/19/2016 7:59:46 PM
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[u]For Kith and Kin
Dojo entrance, 9:45 AM[/u]
A low humming was heard, coming from an embankment of clouds. It was rather odd, sounding like a badly tuned string instrument, and it grew louder as its source grew closer.
After a period of a few minutes, what could be seen as a green-colored phantom drew closer to the dojo, leaving the cover of the clouds, and it hovered over the gate. It deposited its cargo and departed to land outside the dojoville boundries, waiting for something.
Once the bluish haze cleared, a massive form could be seen clearly. It was a sangheili, wearing gunmetal grey armor with embroidered patterns and ceremonial finish. Its right eye and upper right jaw were missing, and it bore the scars of numerous fights. Thus, Xyar 'Vadal entered the dojo, lumbering in with the grace of disciplined training and hidden anger. The swords at his sides were rather intricate, the hilts bearing rather ceremonial designs, and being larger than normal, both ready to kill. But, instead he held a plasma rifle in one hand, the sides where the heat sinks were being scorched, its color overall that of the armor he wore, a rather stunning grey.
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[i]Pan skipped up to the sangheili with a smile and a wave.[/i] "Hello, space people! I'm Pan!"
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He did not deign to respond, but only continued walking Though he would've once insulted her, the Sangheili learned that humanity were very good fighters when pressed, so he kept a silence
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[i]Pan seemed upset at his silence and continued to hop in front of him as he walked.[/i] "Hey! Saying hi back would be nice!"
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He gave you a disapproving look, and kept walking, his right eye milky white combining with his amber left to create quite the effect as he looked at you "...hello......"
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[i]Pan smiled at this and even let out a small chuckle.[/i] "There you go, big guy! So, what's your name?"
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"Xyar 'Vadal" He said, gruffly and somberly he held the plasma rifle a little tighter, blue vapor trailing from the heat sink
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[i]Pan laughed.[/i] "Xyar 'Vadal? That's a strange name!"
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".....it is a dishonored name, despite it being strange to your tongue" He kept walking
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[i]She kept following.[/i] "Dishonored? What did you do?...Did ya get caught taking from the cookie jar?"
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He laughed, a rather harsh and gutteral sound "I supported the death of your race, as commanded by the hierarchs...."
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[i]Pan seems confused.[/i] "My race? I don't race anything. I can't even drive."
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He laughed even harder, taking you for a rather stupid person "And these are the beings that brought us to our knees? Bah! I've seen children with more honor than you!"
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[i]Pan laughs.[/i] "Honor? I have candy. Does that count?"
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"Hrmph.....you ARE a child......fare thee well, for there is no honor in a battle with such a being as you"
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"Am I really not worthy? Maybe I should get my friend in here. I believe you call his kind demons because they're so good at killing your kind."
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"......who is this 'demon' you speak of?" Though he immediately was given pause, for every Elite knew of the kind of humans that were birthed as weapons to destroy them, he saw this as an opportunity to redeem himself
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[i]Pan seemed surprised as she had expected a different reaction.[/i] "Uhh....1-1....uhh...8?"
