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originally posted in:The New Dojo
7/13/2017 6:54:45 PM
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His whole joking demeaner annoyed the Mando, but he sighed in defeat.
"Fine."
He moved to pull the helmet back on and in the process lifted his chin enough to reveal a large, bloody gash across his throat.
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"What? No. I'm talking about your stupid attempt at winning me over causing us to not notice Traci running off! Don't you try and act like this is my fault!" Iso stood up, glaring at Cannon.
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He stood as well. He cocked his fist back like he wanted to punch her, then turned and drove it into the nearby tree at the last second hard enough to splinter the wood. "Gah! Why can't I just hate you?!" Blood trickled down his bare knuckles.
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"If you want to punch me then just do it! Don't hurt yourself punching a tree, dumb*ss!" Iso rolled her eyes.
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Cannon cocked his fist to hit her, literally shaking in anger. And he stood there, unmoving. He wanted to hate her. She had hurt him. The Mandalorian had hated the Jedi when they hurt him, he'd hated the Republic when they abandoned him, he hated the Mandalorians when they had failed him, and he'd hated himself ever since Geonosis. But no matter how much he tried, he couldn't hate her. His struggle was clear in his eyes as he glared at her. He finally let his arm drop and looked down at the ground. "Go away. Just... Go away. Please." He spat more blood as he spoke.
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"No." Iso crossed her arms in defiance. "If anyone is leaving, it's you. I'm only going to say this politely once. Please leave."
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He stood stock still for nearly a minute, staring at her. All the anger had left his eyes, he was done. He just wanted this stupid thing to end. Giving a sigh he started to turn.
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"We'll try to get our daughter back tomorrow, okay? Get some rest. I don't want my daughter to be fatherless because you made a mistake trying to save her." Iso sighed, anger slipping away. "I'm sorry for yelling too."
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"Don't be. You were right. Traci would be better off without me there to drag her into trouble." He stopped walking.
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"Did you not just hear me say I didn't want her to have no father? You know, you might be an *sshole that constantly gets my lil girl in danger, but she always ended up okay and despite what others think you're not abusive...." Iso placed a hand on Cannon's shoulder.
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"She shoulder be dragged in regardless... You were right. This is my fault. I should have just stuck with what I was made for. I'm an idiot." He didn't seem phased by her attempt to affirm him. She'd opened some deep wounds with her words, wounds that he'd never really healed.
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"Yes, you're a f*cking moron when it comes to feelings and emotion and a lot of things, but your whole life shouldn't be war. You deserve better than that. All life does. No matter how small or corrupt it is. If we don't get back together at least find another girl. Someone that'll brighten up your day like I did. Please."
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"You know full well that won't happen. I gave that everything I had with you, Iso, I just..." He used the blood on his face as an excuse to wipe away tears without her being able to notice. He felt ashamed... And oddly hurt that she'd tell him to find someone else.
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"There are millions of other girls out there that would love to be with you, Cannon." Iso giggled. "Despite my sister's racism I believe she was still jealous of me having you."
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He almost smiled. "None of those girls would be you, Iso. You're the one I gave my heart to, that's not something I can... Or even want to... Take back."
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"You're way too in love with me, you know that?" She shook her head with a small grin. "If I die I feel bad for the people you'll hunt for revenge."
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"Guess everyone has their issues." He smiled slightly, then sighed. "You never told me why you left, you know."
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"If you don't know then you haven't learned anything and...I was kinda hoping you would." She sighed as well.
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"I just want to hear it from you." He replied.
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"If I have to say it then we're through with no way of ever going back." She turned to leave. "I love you, but all of my friends think this is a horrible relationship, you know that?"
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"I love you too... But you already knew that." He whispered the last part, smiling slightly. He suddenly felt something he hadn't felt in a long time. Hope. And then he felt something else, blood loss. He swayed slightly, leaning on the damaged tree... Which snapped. The poor Mandalorian found himself on his back, coughing uncontrollably.
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"Cannon, you should've just let Bedlam heal you." Iso kneeled down. "You'll live though."
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Blood started to pour out of his throat at an alarming rate, making him choke and sputter. "U-ung..."
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"The Dojo emergency responders will probably be here soon. Nothing to worry about." She smiled reassuringly at him.
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He had turned pale now, clutching his damaged throat. "S-sorry... For yelling at you... Earlier." He sputtered. He doubted he'd die here, but he still didn't want that to be their last memory if by chance he did. "Didn't... Mean it.."
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"Yeah, it's whatever." Sirens could be heard nearby. "I yelled too."
