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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/26/2016 10:19:48 PM
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She shrank from his voice, from where she came from it was obvious that she came from the dojo, but she understood his tone and what he said
"Why....man....upset?"
She must've been young, very, only standing at 3'6, and truthfully she was more of a cat-rabbit-spirit thing
After listening to his words, she knew that the man was upset at someone, not the whole dojo, and......she didn't seem like one of the murderers or petty warriors he described, but a rather kind and gentle soul
A clear and stark contrast to his words
English
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[b]The crowd began to mutter. Another warrior who couldn't protect them from the dangers of the world.[/b] Did you not see the monument? Every one of those names represents a dead person. A person who will never get their life back. Because [i]they[/i], despite their power, can't protect us from s single woman.
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"Try....talk?" She asked innocently, her face showing apprehenshion and fear, as she backed away some
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[b]The crowd started to grow angry. The creature was interrupting their gathering, for no apparent reason. The man poked the furry animal with his cane.[/b] Scat, kid... [b]He somewhat started to push you away with the walking tool. [/b]
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She grabbed it and with surprising strength pulled it from your grasp, or tried to, your grip would need to be sure and tight "No! Tell.....Me....Who...attack!"
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[b]He growled, and then sighed. [/b] Many people. People who reduce our bring to mere dust on their shoulders. And those so called saviors up there? Help us after oh, only a few hundred have been killed.
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"Then....talk....with.....them!" She said, tilting her head again
