originally posted in:The New Dojo
[i]Irina slowly looked up at Quincy, her arms crossed before she pocketed a small box - it appeared in high-quality condition, as if it had been bought at a local store down in Dojoville. The fact that Irina visited Dojoville and didn't get shot was impressive.[/i]
"Yeah, you could say that..." [i]Irina muttered, before continuing.[/i]
"I need to talk to Alpha. And Athena." [i]That clearly wasn't everything. Something was bothering her, even though she attempted to remain calm.[/i]
"You don't look well...what's wrong?"
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"Besides a friend getting murdered and my best friend being paralyzed, Ive been dealing with some thoughts about my life...Im not suicidal or anything, im just...concerned...I never really had a home until now, and now the idea of this being a home is looking...slim..." he said, hugging his knees to his chest on the bench. Since he was small, he could do that sort of thing.
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"Oh. I...I didn't know. Sorry, I...I shouldn't have asked." [i]Whatever was wrong with Irina, it began to show - it was as if she was angry at not someone else, but in fact herself. The change in the outfit may have had something to do with it - she always had her dark longcoat and tricorne hat.[/i]
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"I'd say its fine but it'd be a lie. I'll be fine though..I can rant about my life elsewhere...Anyhow, what's bothering you? If I can help in any way, that doesnt involve killing someone, please, tell me. I can tell something's bothering you. Sixth sense, comes with being canine..."