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originally posted in:The New Dojo
3/3/2017 12:58:52 PM
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[u]Backing away from the door as it opens, Bjorn is visibly taken aback by his greeters' size, even with his armor covering his face. Taking a knee to lower himself to at least be closer to eye-level with the creature, he extended his hand in a welcoming handshake.[/u]
"[i]Well, small creature, looks can be quite deceiving.[/i]"
[u]His voice is slightly distorted from traveling through the helmet, but compassion can be clearly heard in the tone of Bjorn's voice.[/u]
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*She backs away a little, but nervously reaches out a tiny paw to shake.* -Who you?-
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[u]Scratching at the chin of his helmet, Bjorn ponders the question.[/u] "[i]Who am I... That is a very good question. I see myself as a traveler, venturing far and wide until I find the culmination of my journey. Now, "Who am I"... Such a fickle prin-[/i]" [u]Realizing that she meant who he actually was, Bjorn blushes a little under his helmet.[/u] "[i]I apologize, I thought you were asking a more philosophical question... I am Bjorn Einar, shield of the weak. Who might you be, little one?[/i]"
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*She tilts her head, not understanding have the words he said.* -Nice meet you Bjorn... I Dalien.-
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[i]"Well, little Dalien, would you happen to have your parents around, or maybe somebody related to you that could let me in? I think it's hardly appropriate for me to take advantage of on so young as yourself.[/i]" [u]A small amount of electricity arcs off of the sheathe of his sword and onto his armor, but is unnoticed by Bjorn. He sits on one knee, awaiting entry into the Dojo.[/u]
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Edited by Skatch142: 3/3/2017 4:13:34 PM-Parent? What that? Not young. Grown up. Ten and four.- *She says, tilting her head more with confusion.*
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Edited by Pofeh: 3/3/2017 7:51:48 PM[u]Chuckling at his mistake, Bjorn shakes his head.[/u] "[i]I an sorry, little one. Your size deceived me, and I thought of you as but an infant. I see now that you, being a different race then most, not unlike me, age differently then others. I myself may be in my thirties, but to my species I am but the equivalent of an eighteen year old human; growth wise, that is.[/i]"
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-That odd... Can let in though.- [spoiler]Just for better visual description, Dalien walks around on all fours and is the same size as any other adult aardwolf. She is just surrounded by a faint orange aura which can protect her and she is far more intelligent than the average aardwolf, but less intelligent than the average human.[/spoiler]
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[u]Standing up from his kneeling position, Bjorn smiles underneath his helmet.[/u] "[i]That would be quite nice, if you don't mind. Are there any others like you around here, or are you the only one of your kind? I would think it to be hard living in such a place, without somebody at least similar to you to live with. I have constantly endured hatred and fear throughout my travels, simply because people are afraid of those who are different."[/i]
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-Alone... Live in hole.-
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[u]Saddened by her answer, Bjorn gives into his curiosity and inquires why.[/u] "[i]Why would a creature such as you live alone? Even hermits need company once and a while... Without social interaction, life ceases to be, and in it's place comes the wait for death; at least, that's how I see it.[/i]"
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-Home is hole... Sleep night... Talk to people... But no friend... No one give house... Or share house.-
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[u]Walking through the gateway, Bjorn gives some thought to his response. Turning around, he scratches at his sheathe.[/u] "[i]If I may be so bold, when I take up residence-If I do, that is- I shall happily invite you to my home. Someone as yourself is a beautiful creature, and they shouldn't have to live alone in a hole with nobody to speak to, or to share jolly merriments with.[/i]"
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*She looks up at him hopefully, clearly excited by his kind offer.* -Truth? No lie?-
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[u]Shaking his head and speaking with a tone of honesty, he raises his hand to his chest.[/u] "[i]I would not lie to anybody, for lying is deceit of my very principles. You have my word.[/i]"
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-Thank!!! Thank so much! You good person!- *She licks his foot since it's the only part of him she can reach and chirps happily as she wags her tail.*
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[u]Smiling under his helmet, he begins to turn and walk away. Speaking to her with his head turned, he talks in a cheerful tone.[/u] "[i]Now, I must be off. I need to begin scouting, as I have information to learn. I shall do my best to find you when I find residency, and will welcome you with an open door and warm smile.[/i]"
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*She nods enthusiastically, her large ears flapping with her exaggerated head movements.* -Hole is near food room, messy hall. Outside near door!-
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[spoiler]Assuming that means some sort of cafeteria/food hall?[/spoiler] [u]He nods, turning a corner with an enthusiastic wave. He felt good, having made somebody's day- and hopefully living situation -better at that moment.[/u]
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[spoiler]Messy hall is Dalien for mess hall, yes.[/spoiler] *She lets out a final happy chirp before wandering off, her tail wagging.*
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[spoiler]Noice. Well, that was fun! I haven't RPed in a while, so the rust is falling away nicely.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]It is! Good to have you back, Po.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Nice to RP with you again too man.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I like the character so far too, by the way. He'd make a good roommate for Dalien since I kind of made her to need other people's help, but also to be unkillable.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Bjorn's dedicated to the protection of others, so she's in good hands.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]That's good. It's been a while since someone's made a character meant to help others... Or at least it feels like it.[/spoiler]
