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originally posted in:The New Dojo
4/18/2017 12:48:01 AM
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[i]"Asari, Samurai, and...Stuff, oh my!"
(Outside wherever JT's ship is, Tatakai, around noon-ish)[/i]
The sound of a small fighter was heard outside the ship, as it landed. The latch to the pilot's seat opened, revealing Liara in the same (albeit clean) outfit she wore on Illium. In one hand, was a datapad of sorts. And in the other?
A Predator Pistol. She looked around her and outside of the ship.
She knocked on the door and waited patiently for JT to open his door, if he even was there.
[spoiler] Open to JT.[/spoiler]
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[i]It looked as if JT was making some mad gains, as it wasn't a small ship he was on anymore, rather a far larger vessel of war docked in a spaceport, looking as if it would fit three or four hundred men. JT came strolling out of his ship's hangar in his usual attire: Duster, hat, jeans, white tee and guns aplenty. "Liara, what's up?"[/i]
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"Cowboy..." she replies, walking up to hm. Shila peeked out from her room, looking completely confused as to what was going on. "It's been a while, hasn't it?" She replies.
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[i]"A couple of weeks... What's with the pistol?" JT asked, drawing his own handgun. A T29-Quantum, custom made revolver with a yellow cylinder and barrel. He kept it by his side as to not seem hostile. [/i]
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Liara placed her pistol away. "Safety. Never know when someone might be out to kill you...especially in a galaxy like this." She responds.
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[i]"Well the Dojo's pretty safe, and I have my fleet in orbit making sure nothing happens," JT responded before holstering his revolver. He pointed to the sky and several ships revealed themselves, large cruisers and destroyers floating in orbit. He looked to Liara and crossed his arms, leaning against a stack of crates that were out front the hangar. "What's the job today?"[/i]
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"No job. Just...came here to relax. Still have my work as the Shadow Broker to do...still dosen't mean I could hang out with the two of you." She responds, putting one of her hands on her hips.
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[i]"Oh, alright. Not every day we get visitors 'round the ship. Want to come in, or would you prefer to visit a bar or something?"[/i]
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"That's up to you, cowboy." She replies, a smirk appearing on her face. [spoiler]Go wild and free. ;)[/spoiler]
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[i]"I got whiskey in my room, you in?"[/i]
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"Oh...I'm in." She replies, walking with JT to wherever he hid the whiskey.
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[i]JT had entered his personal quarters, which consisted of a modern-looking living room, with a bedroom and personal bathroom on the right wall. He walked to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of whiskey and approached the counter on the left side of the room where his kitchen was situated. He poured the drink into two glasses and handed one to Liara. [/i]
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"Cowboy, can I...ask you a question?" She asks, beginning to drink it.
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[i]"Sure, fire away."[/i]
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"Have you ever wondered when you'll ever...settle down? Stop doing your job and just...live the rest of your life in peace?" She asks, beginning to down her drink.
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[i]"All the time. Why?"[/i]
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"I...don't know about me. Asari live to be 1,000 years old...and I'm only 109. How in the Goddess does one person like me rest. I...don't even know where to start...there's worrying about defenses, the next in lineage to be the Shadow Broker, potential assassins..." She seems to be rambling on about the fear of her dying to earlier. Perhaps some intervention will help...
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[i]"Liara, -blam!- that - Live life freely. You want something? Take it. You want to try something? Jump in head-first. Life ain't worth giving a shit about, so make your future an afterthought and live in the moment."[/i]
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"I know, but...what about all those people who want to kill us? What about them? Should we not care that they'll somehow find some way of ending any of us? I..." Liara had replied, tears starting to well up in her eyes.
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[i]"Liara trust me. We can take them on, you'll always be able to call me up, I'll fight with you whenever."[/i]
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"And what happens when you aren't there, huh?!" She cries out, curling up ins a corner of the room
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[i]"Liara! Please, I'll always be here, just trust me!" JT pleaded to her as he started walking over. He knelt beside Liara, looking at her with truth in his eyes. "I've always got an ace up my sleeve L, and when I'm all out of aces, I can rely on those around me. I'm an ace, you're the gambler; I'm your card, Liara."[/i]
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She slowly, but surely smiles. She wipes the tears off, at least better than the couple seconds before. "Thanks...I...just...I don't know, anymore. Almost two years into being the damn Shadow Broker...and here I am, literally on the verge of crying." She replies, laughing sadly.
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[i]"Well at least you're with the person who's happy to see you, crying or not, eh?" JT remarked, a chuckle gracing his words at that last part. He stood slowly, extending a hand to Liara. [/i]
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"Yeah...I...guess I kinda am." She says, grabbing JT's hand, wiping away her teas with the other. "Should we finish our drinks? I'm...thirsty for more of that whiskey." She replies, a small smile forming on her face...for real.
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[i]"Well they'll get cold otherwise," JT jokingly stated as he slowly pulled Liara to her feet. [/i]
