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originally posted in:The New Dojo
2/24/2017 1:00:12 PM
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"Your body says otherwise." He said, watching her. "You sure you don't need a lift somewhere?"
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"No... I'm fine," she insisted. Her wings of fire retaining the color golden, she fell to the ground.
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He rolled his eyes, walking over. He told the girl to stay where she was as he checked on the woman. "Señora? Are you alright?" He knelt beside her, checking her pulse.
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"I--I'm," She sighed, "I'm hurt. Every time I heal someone else, it gives me feedback, it can knock me out from time to time."
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Edited by The WORLD1897: 2/24/2017 1:18:03 PM"Would you like to.. rest somewhere?" He searched for the proper English terms. He was still knelt beside her, and he craned his neck to make sure the little girl was still safe. He smiled at her, and she half smiled back. He turned back to her. "If you'd like to stay at my.. home until you are better, you are welcome."
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She knew Spanish, thankfully, Earth's Last City was a thriving metropolis for cultures that survived the collapse. She replied, "Gracias, la amabilidad es un rasgo que no es lo suficientemente abundante en este mundo."
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Pablo shrugged, walking back to the girl. He took her hand gently and walled her away.
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"I'm sorry... I'm not very fluent in Spainish," She replied.
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"It's no worry, Señora. This child is hungry, so I think I should get them food." He said, turning and smiling. He continued walking. They climbed into a 1970's car and drove out of the Dojo. [spoiler]end[/spoiler]
