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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/10/2016 11:39:47 PM
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[i]"Keri if we weren't friends and in Neo Texas, I'd probably shank you for taking my style," JT said with a chuckle accompanying his words. He did change up his duster and hat a little bit, and he still did have his prosthesis and the Chozodia Station jumpsuit, so she was thankfully not copying him to the fullest extent. [/i]
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[b]Keri chuckled too. She was glad that JT's sense of humor had stayed intact. Or maybe it hadn't, and he'd just gone crazy. Who knew?[/b] "Nice to see you too, JT."
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[i]"How you been lately?" [/i]
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"Pretty good. Met a few more people. How about you?"
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[i]"-blam!-in' horrible lately." [/i]
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"Really? What's wrong?"
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[i]"I get literally 0 customers, I have a total of maybe 2 friends, and on top of all that shit, I have had 0 luck with even getting a woman. Came close, failed." [/i]
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"Oh. That sucks, man. Just remember, I'm here for you. If you ever need somebody to talk to, just tell me, alright?"
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[i]"Yeah, talking doesn't help though. Last time, I just went on a three year camping trip and came back happy." [/i]
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"I'll assume you didn't have some epiphany on life or anything, but in any case, talking to a friend can help, JT. Just... If you ever need anything, tell me."
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[i]"Yeah." "Anyways, you wanna grab anything to eat in this shithole city?" [/i]
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"Heh. Sure. Skipped lunch today, so I'm pretty hungry. Have anywhere in mind?"
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[i]"I know a nice little Mexican place nearby. You in?" [/i]
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"Oh yeah. Haven't had Mexican in forever. Probably since we were back in Cedyetica."
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[i]"Really? That long?" JT asked as he started walking down the street. [/i]
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[b]She followed him, looking at the crowds around them.[/b] "Yep. Around twenty years at this point, right? I don't remember, cryo messed with me a bit."
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[i]"I set it to around 23 years before. Chronologically I'm seventeen here, still dating Diana, and am in a gang." [/i]
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"Really? Wow. That would be a very long time ago. Before I knew you, that's for sure. And if it's been twenty-three years... That makes me fifty-two."
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[i]"You subtract 23, not add." [/i]
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"I was talking about the o- Ohhhhhh you meant right at this time." [b]She thinks for a second.[/b] "I was six."
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[i]"Then technically a six year old would have met a drug dealing torturer." [/i]
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"Oh." [b]She goes silent.[/b] "I'm stupid. Can we just drop this topic and not talk about it again? It's kinda embarrassing that I keep screwing up my math."
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[i]"Aight. Anything you want to say to your six year old self?" [/i]
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"No. I'd rather she not see what she turns out like, even if it's a sim."
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[i]"You know she's going to be you in a few years right?" [/i]
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"Yeah. I know. And I don't want her to get any ideas on changing stuff. Even if it won't actually happen."
