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originally posted in:The New Dojo
6/23/2017 1:56:17 PM
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Nyxon opened the gates, dressed in what looked like a simple belted tunic and jeans, his feet covered by what looked like a sleeker version of ebony boots.
"Oh, you two." he said in a particularly monotone voice, not having much to say to either one of them. Partly because he didn't know them and partly because one of them decapitated his best friend's friend.
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Ian smirked and strode toward Nyxon. "How's it goin'?" Garin stood next to Ian and sighed.
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He just grunted in response, his brow raising. Nyxon exhaled through his nose sharply, tempted to punch Ian in the face. He didn't however, crossing his arms and taking a breath before talking. "Why're you two back here? You're not exactly welcomed here by, well, almost everyone." he said in that same emotionless voice.
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"We're here because we missed this place. And we were bored out of our minds." Ian stepped closer to Nyxon. "On a scale of 1-10, how much would you enjoy hanging me be my entrails?"
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Nyxon raised his other brow, snorting a bit of smoke, his nostrils glowing a bit from inside. "There's a list of things I would love to do to you but that would be stooping to a level I can only describe as being like you." he said, adjusting his stance.
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"But you would enjoy it. Wouldn't you? You'd love to just tear my head off, right?" Garin put his hand over his mouth to hide a smile.
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Nyxon looked between them, sighing as he let his anger go. "No, not really. I'd probably be disgusted with what I did regardless."
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Ian chuckled and sighed sadly. "I'm sorry, Nyxon. I am." He walked past him, Garin nodding at his skeptical face. "He is. Trust me." [spoiler]not end, he needs to see Kari's sister[/spoiler]
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Nyxon sighed, leaning against the gate as he let himself get lost in though. ••• Mari was sitting on her knees in one of the courtyard, dressed in a simple brown dress as she looked at the flowers someone had planeted there earlier that month.
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Ian sighed and walked in front of her, Garin following behind him. They didn't say anything.
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She looked up at him, going wide eyed as she fell backward a bit. She was clearly...surprised, to say the least.
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Ian looked at her and grinned. "Hi."
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Her brows furrowed as she kept low to the ground, her breathing getting heavier as she saw him smile. Her hands tensed and relaxed as she inhaled and exhaled quietly, unsure of whether to maim him or run. Or both.
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He chuckled and shook his head while pointing to him self and Garin. It was clear what he meant- if she shot him, Garin would blow her head off.
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She didnt have a gun, or really anything besides the dress she wore. She exhaled audibly, almost in a sigh. "What..." she said shakily, asking what they were doing there.
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"We're back... And I'd like to apologize." Ian's threatening smile was gone, replaced by a remorseful frown.
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She seemed to calm down, the frown actually meaning something to her. She sighed again through her nose, sittig back down on her side. She looked up at him, wiping a tear from her eye before it fell. "Fine...Just leave me alone.." she said in a saddened voice. Her english had definitely improved in the last six months, her voice sounding a little more grown up since the last Ian had heard it.
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"Alright. I guess I'll see you around." With that, he left. [spoiler]end[/spoiler]
