originally posted in:The New Dojo
"A...monster?" She asks, looking around him.
"[i]Not Infested; nor Corpus monstrosity."[/i] She thinks, taking a look at his keyblade.
"Where'd you get that?" She asked.
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"Some guy......said he needed rid of it, now it's mine I guess" the blade looked angelic, and was even tipped with an angel's wing, the colors of white and gold prominent
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"Oh..." she responds, moving back to the keyblade. Nearby, the Warframe simply sat in some sort of meditation, with a glowing red and white sword, the ska and, and two machine pistols on its legs. They both look elegant, as if some sort of ancient race had built them, yet looked completely new.