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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/29/2016 4:56:36 AM
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[spoiler]Short post because I'm tired.[/spoiler]
[b]Full Circle:[/b]
[i]Dojoville, Bar[/i]
Michael Drake gloomily waits at an empty table at the bar, broodingly moving a playing card--an ace of spades--through his mechanical fingers. His brow seems darkened with annoyance, and probably quite a bit of alcohol, to the point where he almost matches the crimson jacket draped over the back of his chair. He'd just lost quite a bit of credits in a poorly played game of Poker, and had half a mind to go off with the cute blonde who kept throwing him glances from the bar. Alas, the sacrifices made for family.
[spoiler]Open to the Arrowhead crew. [/spoiler]
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"long time no see, how you been?" Came a familiar voice, from behind him Alpha walked in front of the table, then took a seat...........shit, with all of the scars, and new shit, it was hard to recognize him
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Sure he does
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"Well, I see that you've been treating yourself well Alex." [i]Drake runs a hand through his hair, composing himself. [/i] "Where've you been the past few months, eh?"
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"roughly five kilometers, at Ry's ship......she adopted my sister, so she technically is my adoptive mother now"
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"Ry's ship?... Who's Ry? I don't think that I've heard of her before." [i]Drake felt slightly relieved at the thought of someone else taking responsibility of the troublesome teenager, but was also interested in, and slightly insulted by, the prospect of Alpha choosing her over him and the crew. [/i]
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"Then....shit, I dunno whether to be glad or upset. She owns that giant ass ship that you and your posse missed. Don't give me that look, please" He said the last part politely, yet firmly, like he wasn't taking shit today
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"Well, I'm glad that we didn't notice her then." [i]Drake's words sounded like an irritable threat, as the smuggler didn't seem to be in the best of mood either. Even still, he found the Herculean strength to compose himself once more, sliding a half-full glass of vodka away from him as he does so.[/i] "Yeah, that's enough for tonight. So then, how's life been for you?"
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He sighed, and leaned back in his chair ".....I dunno. I found another batch of people trying to destroy the dojo.......they kidnapped, tortured, and....-blam!-, I can't sleep anymore...... Sorry, edgy again, my bad"
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[i]Drake smiles, appreciating the effort.[/i] "Thanks kid, but it's alright. If something's on your mind, you can tell it to me. I couldn't give a damn if you're being angsty or not--what's important is that you say what you have to say."
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"You wouldn't belive me, and trust me when I say you might start reaching for razors if I told you everything.... Y'know what? I'll just do some small talk. I met a girl, not too long ago. We got together, and...shit, I've....I've felt pretty damn good."
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[i]Drake's grin grew a bit more, and he reached across the table to give you a congratulatory slap on the shoulder.[/i] "Hey, it's about time! I'm proud of you Alex. I... I don't actually remember my first date, but I'm sure it was worth remembering." [i]He took a quick look down at his feet, and then at the blonde sitting at the bar, who quickly averted her gaze. He cheekily grins, and then turns his attention back to you. [/i] "So yeah, that's great. What else happened?"
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"I died, and came back from the dead. No joke" He was dead serious "I've got the scars"
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[i]Drake took a closer look, and then he shrugged. [/i] "Well, somehow I was more surprised at the whole girl thing. Anyways, things have been fairly quiet on the Arrowhead front. Winchester's still gone, Phoenix is off hunting, and Sawyer... well, he's going through a bit of a tough time too." [i]He smiled wanly,[/i] "So I decided to run away for a bit too. I have the helm to Sawyer on temporary leave, took some credits, and came here. And, well, here I am." [i]He spreads his arms.[/i]
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"Winchester...uhh....have you heard [i]Anything?[/i]" he said, suddenly concerned
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[i]Drake shakes his head.[/i] "No. Old bloke went his own way, or so he said. I gave him his last paycheck a few months ago, and I haven't heard from, or of him, since."
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He nodded absentmindedly, and sighed "Thanks. uhh......." He rubbed his face with the back of his hand "What now?......How's sawyer doing?"
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"He's been... He's been doing alright. Same old Sawyer, really. Keeps trying to teach me how to use my powers, but he doesn't seem to get that mine work differently than his." [i]Drake sighs,[/i] "So, how's your sister doin'?"
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He laughed darkly "She should be on MTV, she's 15 and got herself pregnant"
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"Hey, she is who she is. Who are we to judge?" [i]The comment had hit of a sore spot with Drake, whose wife had become pregnant at the age of 17. Of course, he lived in a society where that was socially acceptable, but Alpha's condescension still irked him slightly. [/i] "Who's the father?"
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"A dragon guy by the name of Nyxon, he seems nice enough" he said, tiredly, and he noticed Drake's reaction "what? What did I say this time?"
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Edited by GingerlyWalnut3: 12/30/2016 6:15:53 AM"Is my Poker face that bad? No wonder I lost that match." [i]He tries to act nonchalantly, but you recognize the deeper emotions within him. You've seen that pain in your own mirror. [/i] "Celina was around that age when she was pregnant. I've always thought that love was sweeter back then. I'm glad that I found someone like her before I... Turned into what I am today. You should be thankful that your sister found somebody too. Even if he's a dragon."
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he smiled darkly, and it was rather sarcastic "Gee. Heartwarming. What do we even gain from that?......" he remembered something, and his smile turned sad "I.....I love Lisa. But.....I'm scared. What if I die? What then? Will....will she forget me? She almost left me over what I did, and...I'm surprised she stayed with me"
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[i]Drake looks over to the side, contemplating. To tell the truth, he'd only felt love once--the others had merely been his out of lust. [/i] "Well, you never forget the dead, for better or for worse. She'd remember you, I'm sure... And I can bet why she almost left you. That being said, if she really, truly loves you, and you truly love her then little incidents like that won't stop you two from being together. Trust me. If anything can persist through violence, it's love."
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"Drake....I've been tortured. I'm not talking on board the Crusader. I'm talking a few days ago. I...I've never been so scared. I...Did I put her in danger? Did...." He sighs "Sorry. I'm doing it again"
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[i]Drake sighs, but not out of frustration or anything d the sort. It sounds, well, worried almost.[/i] "Say no more Alex, I don't think I need to know what happened. If you think it's that bad, then yeah, I'd say that she's in danger. If I'm to be honest, you aren't exactly hard to track. I don't want you turning out like me, losing the one you love because of your own stupidity."
