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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/9/2016 11:05:01 PM
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[u]"...He brought up the murders. The Executioners. Daniel."[/u]
[i]The three things that shaped Irina into the terrible monster Irina was today;[/i]
[i]The murders, which made her hated and infamous, as she slaughtered senselessly for an immortal queen who had promised her a life of benefit. The Executioners, who Irina took arms against, and murdered and killed while having the fear of the same happening to her.[/i]
[i]And Daniel...enough said there. [/i]
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[i]"I got no clue about no dudes named Daniel or what in san hell an Executioner is, aside from I believe Smough, but hot damn do murders get you far with the pussies around this place." JT didn't know exactly how many people Irina killed so he assumed it was two, maybe three people. He himself had killed hundreds in some black-ink-coated operations with his former unit, but if there's one thing he knew, it's that people nowadays were soft. [/i]
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Edited by Orn: 12/10/2016 12:42:46 AM[u]"Sixty-seven in total, sixty-five residing in Dojoville, the two others being members or allies of the Dojo. A New Californian Republic Ranger named Isaac, and a Republic Clone General or something named Bliss. Attempted murders on Royal, Quincy, Sapphire...the list continues."[/u] [i]That was practically every single crime that Irina had committed while she was on the planet of Tatakai, and it got her in a shit-ton of trouble. Yes, she had murdered several others back at Yharnam (most being supporters of the Healing Church and the Executioners), so she had much more blood on her hands.[/i] [i]Personally: I don't count Isaac as one of her kills. He was my character that I intended to kill off.[/i]
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[i]"Kid you shot Isaac?" JT asked, a frown upon his handsome yet rugged face, which looked the age of twenty years old exact which was strange for a forty year man, and yes there is science for it. "S'pose he had it coming, Legion and Wilson and all that shit." [/i]
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[u]"Yeah. I'm not exactly proud of it, either."[/u] [i]Irina was actually quite angry at herself for the murders - since people got mega-triggered over shit like that, it had gotten her into a place of infamy in the Dojo, while many, many others had done just as worse things. She thought it was because it was so close to the Dojo that she got so much shit for it - she really didn't understand herself.[/i]
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[i]"Not proud? Kid, back in my day, your kill count was a sign of respect." JT was joking to lighten the mood and bring about an aura of lightheartedness to the conversation that had turned quite dark. In truth he knew of many ways for Irina to redeem herself, but seeing as the Marshal was some wise yet crazy old bat to a few people he was close with, he was content with not offering assistance where it wasn't needed. So with a chuckle following shortly afterwards, he spoke up once more. "Seriously though. I know guys who've come back from worse positions in life than you have, just gotta do something heroic and you're set." [/i]
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[u]"Something heroic, you say? Well - I did join the Deity's so called private military, least that's what it sounds like. Something about making the planet of Tatakai a better place and such. Perhaps I'll do something in there...don't really know." [/u] [i]Irina had been invited into a group that, from what she knew, only consisted of Zane's son Rorek and the Deity himself, who brought her in. She was surprised that she, of all people, was invited into the damn thing. Usually people attempted to avoid mass murderers, not include them in a force dedicated to the protection of the planet.[/i]
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[i]"Lucky bastard," JT jested, though past the chuckle he did carry a tone of jealousy in his speech. He still wasn't exactly needed for anything and his social life wasn't godly, so he literally just sat around waiting for customers, all of which had stopped coming and in turn moved on to other aug suppliers. No matter how hard he tried, nobody needed nor wanted his assistance, it was sad. "Yeah, a private army is probably a good idea. If you're lookin' to make cash quick."[/i]
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[u]"Hey; I've got literally nothing cash-wise. Y'know - I hope Deity's cool with this, but I was considering getting you in, or...inviting you, I guess. I mean, I've seen what you can do. And plus, you seem bored at the moment, so..."[/u] [i]No, Irina wasn't just doing this because this shit was already pretty exclusive in the first place, considering that most oldies hadn't even been brought into it. She actually wanted the cowboy in on the thing - she knew how useful his talents could be.[/i]
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[i]"I'll pass, thanks for the offer though." The writer knows that offer was out of pity. I know I made my last paragraph seem pity filled but I was just writing the truth. [/i]
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[u]"Hmm. Oh well, worth a try anyway. Watched the tourney, by the way. Damn, so many people left - you did good though, against Jason and the "mage"."[/u] [i]Considering that JT had beaten both Jason - AKA a dude hunting Irina - and Shalidor - a filthy -blam!-ing magician - she was quite impressed, to say the least. If only she had joined, really.[/i] [i]It would be pretty bullshitty.[/i]
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[i]"Thank you, it's not every day I get to bust out my full kit and work." JT's full kit were for the strongest and fastest of them all. From the legendary Lance "Ronin" May to Lucien Farcon, his gear was designed to obliterate everything in his path. "Why didn't you sign up for the fights?" [/i]
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[u]"Oh, I'd get called out way too quickly. Y'know, blood manipulation and all that stuff. I'd get too carried away too early."[/u] [i]Irina's blood manipulation, an ability she found while she spent a hella short time in Vigil was overpowered as all hell, so she could have literally gone up to anyone in the tournament and made them into a bloody pulp in seconds.[/i]
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[i]"Heh, you know, that doesn't actually seem too bad." JT would be totally unaffected by any sorts of blood -blam!-ery, because his bloodstream was trillions upon trillions of EMP-hardened nanites. As for others though, well they would be boned like a Spanish hooker. So he didn't know the pure destructive power. [/i]
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[u]"I've yet to actually manipulate the bloodstream of someone else, honestly. Mostly because I could blow up one of their veins if I wanted to, or something of the sort. Draw their blood out, crystallize it; there's a lot you can do. Course...I'd get shot, and the best I could do is cover that wound with frozen blood."[/u] [i]In truth, Irina hadn't actually begun to manipulate another being's blood to the maximum, and she could only do so in close proximity. Close enough proximity to where she would get immediately decimated by a shotgun, to be honest.[/i]
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[i]"You can crystallize it? How?" Little bit of info on why JT doesn't know what crystallizing really is: His homeland, Cylak, was not the greatest place for education and it wasn't valued highly like physical labour was, so the Cowboy dropped out of high school in grade twelve to support his parents, sister and girlfriend before his exile. [/i]
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[u]"Basically holding it in place, there's so much science behind it that I don't even know. I personally call it crystallization, because the blood looks like crystals."[/u] [i]Irina wasn't exactly the most informed person ever, although she had received some education back in Yharnam. Not a lot of technological education - she couldn't work a computer or phone - but basic science and such.[/i]
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[i]"How the hell do crystals help in combat scenarios?" At this point, it was safe to assume JT was actually an idiot. [/i]
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Edited by Orn: 12/11/2016 6:41:17 PM[u]"Closing up wounds? Blocking the blood stream or veins of an opponent? Hell, killing unarmored opponents?"[/u] [i]Irina was simply naming stuff off the top of her head, really. Things she had meant to try out soon.[/i]
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[i]"Actually that's pretty smart. You got any ideas for Nanoblood?" [/i]
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[u]"Nanoblood...I assume that's more machine stuff, then? I'm not good with machines personally, and I'm not sure. I'll look into that, though."[/u] [i]This basically revealed just how technological Irina actually was - yes, she had a darksaber, but she didn't exactly know too much about it, only "Press button, don't touch the blade".[/i]
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[i]"Yeah, it's an aug, custom thing that only my store does. Unfortunately nobody knows just how good it is and everyone goes to secondhand shit." [/i]
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[u]"Wonder if I could get something like that...Eh, I'm too poor to afford it."[/u] [i]Irina was poor as hell, really. Yes, I ran a currency system with her, so she has a select amount of money at the moment.[/i]
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[i]"Yeah, I rarely give augs for free nowadays." That was a truth, JT only did certain things free. He supplied plastic limbs and new skin for free, but that was all. [/i]
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[u]"Doubt I could afford it. 'Less you'd trade, but then again I have nothing that would really be of worth."[/u] [i]Irina hated not being able to pay for things, especially things that could save her life. Yes, she had a darksaber and Grant's pistol, which was basically the biggest -blam!- you to anyone with armor, but still.[/i]
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[i]JT did trades, but it would have to be something he'd get a lot of use out of. And considering his old acquaintances and allies hooked him up, he didn't need much. "Eh, augs aren't for certain people. Some prefer biologic enhancements." [/i]
