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originally posted in:The New Dojo
6/5/2017 10:16:34 AM
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Immediately, something moved. A gun, specifically that of a pistol made its way to the torch, pointed straight at the man.
"Who are you?" A feminine voice, tired at that, asked at the other end of the gun.
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"Someone you don't want to shoot."
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"And why? Are you one of those Guardians?" She asked, hints of a British voice coming up.
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"No, because I'm the one who can tell you where you are, when you are, and why I need to tell you those two things."
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After a bit of thought, the gun was lowered. Coming out of the smoke was some sort of...[url=https://www.destinypedia.com/images/thumb/5/5e/Grimoire_Awoken.jpg/300px-Grimoire_Awoken.jpg]well, woman[/url], seemingly in that of some sort of scavenger's outfit. The gunfrpm before was strapped to her side, along with some kind of dagger. "Fine; tell me about this place, then." She responds, begrudgingly.
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"It's known as the continuity, though not many people here would call it that. It's it's own separate timestream, apart from any other universe, time or anything else. Long story short, you'll find virtually everything possible here, and some idiot had the idea of turning it into a sort of interdimentional fight club. Also, how did your escape pod get here?
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"The traitors known as 'Guardians' had killed what you may call my 'adoptive father', I suppose. My escape pod planned to get away from those traitors so they wouldn't convert me under the Traveler's Light. I believe it is the middle of 2015 that he had sent me to; is that correct?" She asks.
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The man paused for a moment, and tapped on something on his head that one couldn't quite look at directly, ones focus always slipping off every time one looked at it. "2015, 3025, it really doesn't make any difference here; it is an eponymous [i]continuity[/i]."
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"Hm...then perhaps this Dojo should be a safe haven. Maybe for any Eliksni survivors..." she says, before awkwardly raising a hand for some sort of handshake. "Leyia."
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The man took the handshake, looking slightly piting. "I'm afraid your Hope of absence of guardians and presence of eliksni is somewhat inverted." The man tried to be as cryptic as he knew how, with futile hope she wouldn't understand.
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She decided not to think profusely about he said for the time being, and instead took the handshake, before going back into the pod and began dragging out a few things. Mostly, a dead Ghost, and a bunch of ether. She also helped open some sort of fridge that contained some sort of engram. An exotic engram, at that. "Just getting a few things set up. I could perhaps visit the nearest thing to civilization here...lead the way." She replies.
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The man led her to the edge of dojoville. "One more thing, if you need to get back to the rasput- your universe, I belive I can help you with that."
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"Thank you. I shall...begin my search for a new home here." She had responded, nodding her head and walked into Dojoville.
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"Name's Cravis, by the way, Daniel Cravis."
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"The it would be a pleasure to see you again, Cravis..." she had said to him, before continuing her way into the Dojo.
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[spoiler]end?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]end.[/spoiler]
