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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/6/2017 2:17:50 PM
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[u][i][b]Yay. A new person.[/b][/i][/u]
[i][b]Bar of Blades, 1200 hours[/b][/i]
[i]Mortar, after a very long and tiring day of training to fight, sits at the bar, looking at himself in his reflection. He never quite noticed his scars until now, no matter how minor they are. he sighs, and calls for a corpse kebab.
"We don't have em" the tender says
"I know you do" he replies.
he nods and he goes behind the bar to find some. After a moment a woman sits next to Mortar.
"Hello there" she says.
"Hey, uh... who are you?" he asks.
"I think you know me," she replies.
He takes a good look at her, looking through his memories, until he knows who it is.
"A... Amanda?"[/i]
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"You know what's a better version of Scorpion? Criminal Minds. Actually, no that doesn't make sense."
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*She sighs as Mortar finishes his kebab* Amanda: Alright, then. Opinions are opinions.
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"Person of Interest. That's a good comparison."
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Mortar: Can you just shut up about TV shows?
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"Someone's in a mood..."
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Mortar: I'm just stressed, okay? The weight of Marriage prep is beginning to get to me. Plus my future father in law is dead. Amanda: Dead? Oh, I'm so sorry
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"May Hovark rest in pieces."
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Mortar: I think you said it wrong
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"No. Irina cut him into pieces."
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Don't remind me. And can you be a LITTLE more sympathetic?
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"Oh yeah, of course." [b]Royal patted Mortar's back [/b] "Sorry."
