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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/29/2016 8:34:12 PM
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I mean with you. You seem to be a bit off... Is there a problem?
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"Oh, me? No, nothing wrong. Not at the moment anyway..."
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Oh, alright. You just sounded a little uncomfortable is all
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"So...uhm..." She didnt really know what to talk about.
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So where did you come from?
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"Long story... if youre asking where i just came from, ive been staying at the Dojo for some time now, around two months."
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I have time
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"It's not something i like talking about..." She rubs her arm, specifically around her bicep. It could either be taken that she's nervous of remembering a past wound.
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oh...
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"I could give you the short version, just please dont ask for details.."
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Hmm. Alright.
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She took a deep breath. "Ok, so i used to be a normal arctic fox, about like two feet in total height, roaming the arctic wastes of Siberia on earth. Then one day around 14-15 years ago i had a run on with a very very passionate group of scientists who were testing genetic applications to alter a species permanently without major side effects like cancer, or growing another head. On day, supposedly when they were done changing me after a long period of tests, something happened and i managed to escape. Somehow i managed to get on board a freighter ship of some kind and got here. Eventually i found my way to the dojo and well... here i am."
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Well that's interesting. As for me, I used to live in the Underworld. I was the daughter of a God. But my father Exiled me from the Underworld when I was six. It was a dark time, my father was taking all of his sons and making them into War beasts, like my brother Mortar. I barely survived until a few men brought me in. 32,000 years later, that small group that took me in has become a large clan under my rule
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She nods. "Wow. I did not expect that."
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Not many do
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"Wouldnt think so."
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*She sighs slightly*
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"What's it like leading a group so large?"
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Stressful, so I occasionally hit the hot springs. Only one other person saw me there. Quincy was his name...
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Her ears perk. "Wait, thats you? Oh my gosh i remember now! Im Quincy!" She looks at herself. "Ok, so it might be hard to believe, but i kid you not."
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You're right. I don't believe you
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"Yeah, most people don't at first. I dont really have a way to prove im Quincy except for that im an arctic fox. I mean, i could show you my memories of the springs telepathically, but id need your permission."
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Eh, sure. Don't have anything secret...
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She takes a deep breath before transmitting her memories of that night. They match perfectly with what happened.
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Oh, that's cool. Nice seeing you again I guess
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She nods. "Its nice seeing you too. I dont usually bump into most people twice unless we actively talk, so its cool we bumped into each other, metaphorically."
