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originally posted in:The New Dojo
5/30/2017 3:58:02 AM
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"No, no... you're fine... I'd probably have died had you not helped me, infection, blood loss, fatigue, pneumonia, you name it. Thank you."
[i]She said, a sincere smile on her lips.[/i]
"The Dojo may be safe for now, but I do not know how long it will stay that way."
[i]The woman replied, sounding worried.[/i]
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[i]For a moment, Olive looked up at the female, before smiling and nodding a little herself.[/i] "My pleasure. It's...always good to meet somebody that appreciates the work of a doctor. You'll probably have to stay in the general vicinity of the Dojo for quite a while, although I'd be willing to help with the investigation of this. There'll be trouble, yes, but...well, at least I would be helping."
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"There's a group of them, seven or eight, all well-armed and highly trained. They'll torture and kill anyone and anything in their way to get their man." [i]She explained, trying to give some description to Olive.[/i] "They're after a man known as the Courier, he used to spend time here, do you know him?" [i]Sparrow asked.[/i]
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"...Oh." [i]Olive said, going pale in response to the newly received information.[/i] "This will be trickier than I thought...and I could find out some things about this "Courier" through looking into the Dojo's archives. Or perhaps you could educate me?"
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"His name is Wilson... he's a big guy; wears power armor, has a shoulder-mounted machine gun, carries way too many guns and knives. You'd know him if you'd seen him." [i]She said, a valid description.[/i]
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"...I do not believe that I have seen him, then. I've only really met a vampire and a fellow android here, to be quite honest." [i]Olive sighed, before continuing.[/i] "I suppose that you will have to stay here, momentarily? Not that it is an issue, of course."
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"More than likely." [i]She said with a sigh and an awkward smile.[/i]
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"Fine by me. You can always come by if you need food, water, a decent armory...I am not a combat android, though. I could transfer my data to a droid fit for combat purposes: would that make you feel...I don't know the word, safer?" [i]...Olive was basically a servant to Sparrow, if one thought about it. Whoever had programmed her had taken "assisting humanity" to a whole new level.[/i]
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"No, I'm not going to fight for the time being, Olive. I need to rest for a little bit. Don't worry, we'll be okay." [i]She said, smiling reassuringly.[/i]
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"Yes ma'am. Should I get you anything? Otherwise, I'll probably leave you to rest- Oh!" [i]Olive suddenly shot up from her sitting position, as if she had realized something vital.[/i] "...I still haven't gotten your name! My apologies, I was concerned more about your health."
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"Sparrow." [i]She said, after a moment of deliberation.[/i] "I don't think I need anything else, thank you." [i]She smiled awkwardly again.[/i]
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"My pleasure. I'll leave for a bit, you may have my bed. I can just hang out upstairs." [i]Olive began to leave the room, but as she went up the stairs, she abruptly stopped.[/i] "...Goodnight, Sparrow." [i]And just like that, she left Sparrow on her own.[/i] ((End? Unless you'd want to continue, fine with either way.))
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