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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Splashback77:
7/25/2017 4:54:21 AM
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[b][u]Dusk for Hire[/u][/b]
[i]20:19, Alley in Dojoville[/i]
A Huntress whipped through the alleyway at an inhuman speed. She was wearing a full set of KD Bogatyr armor, with Bittersteel as her shader.
She appeared to be chasing two bandits.
Within seconds, both bandits were dead, and she took their money.
She dashed towards a bar.
She entered the bar, her Last Word gleaming at her waist.
The Huntress took a seat at the bar, taking off her helmet, revealing her face.
She had golden-brown, long hair, kept in a single braid, and unnerving green eyes.
She requested a shot of fireball whiskey.
[spoiler]Open, for merc recruitment, or interaction.[/spoiler]
English
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[i]"Are you really that dumb? -blam!-in' hell dude..." A clicking noise would come from behind the Huntress, accompanied by the cold feeling of steel against the woman's stomach below the bar counter. A man had sat down beside her, arm thrown around her shoulders as to make it look like they were close and to hide the gun in his left hand from the rest of the bar. He certainly looked like a threat, dressed in everyone from the brown duster and matching cowboy hat atop his head to the shotgun on his back to intimidate others. It was unmistakably JT, and it seemed he had some business to settle with the Huntress. "You got three seconds to explain what you did back there 'fore I take you in. Start." [/i]
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"Oh, you were watching?" She asked, turning around. She seemed to completely ignore her bullet wound to the chest. "I assure you, three seconds is not nearly enough time for me to explain it."
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"Beautiful you can take all the time you need, 'long as you don't try to kill me," JT responded with a chuckle lack his words, as he pulled the revolver away so that it was just in the middle of his stomach and pointed at the Huntress. The flirt wasn't genuine, in fact he had no intent on actually flirting for the time being, he was just doing it to fit the cowboy vibe he knew he had to him.
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She narrowed her eyes into a glare, "We've all done bad stuff while we were in rough places. I was out of money, had no noble title, and let's be honest here, I never will have one when these two bandits ran by. I'd watched them rob a lady. So I showed them men weren't the only thieves running around...."
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"Kid I did that exact same thing when I was young and it got me exiled, now I have God knows how many kids and a collection of dead lovers because of it. Don't just be sloppy like you were back there, killing in broad -blam!-in' daylight."
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"Hmm.... But here's the thing..." She said. "Exile didn't stop my younger sis, and I'm a shooter, not a lover." She spun out her Last Word, and aimed it at JT.
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[spoiler]Bad move, he already has the gun aimed at her. Plus JT's draw time is faster regardless lol. [/spoiler] [i]Since JT already had his gun raised, he simply shot s bullet right into the woman's trigger finger to render her useless temporarily. "Bad call kiddo." [/i]
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Edited by Splashback77: 9/4/2017 4:07:07 AMShe was still calm. But she dropped her weapon, muttering, [i]-blam!-.[/i] "Well, then," she decided, "That's blood on my hands. Not ether. Not goo from thrall eyes. Not Vex radiolaria. Not cabal oil. My own blood," she muttered. She took a bow, "It was a pleasure, but, I have to go." She stumbled, but did not fall. She went for a sidedoor. Her speed was hindered by her injuries.
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JT simply chuckled, slowly walking after her and managing to catch up fairly easily due to her injuries. From there he would walk beside her and crouch down, driving a fist into the back of her left leg to knock her over before he stood. "Not that easy."
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"You just don't know when to stop, do you?" She asked. Her blood was staining the floors. Her Ghost appeared, "Or, you don't know when to shut up." "Lush..... you green bastard," she muttered. "I'm not gonna help you in this situation. I'm with him."
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"See? Robot buddies understand each other!" JT jokingly responded, as he drove his cybernetic fist across the face of the Huntress, with enough raw strength behind it to nearly knock her out cold. He wasn't a robot, in truth, though he was mostly machine.
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It knocked her out. "She honestly got herself into this situation, she's still sorta young, despite her years," Lush noted.
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"You know what man, this kid here reminds me of me when I was young. Trust me, that's not good," JT said in a half joking manner to Lush, as he grabbed a pair of handcuffs from his duster and put them on the Huntress, binding her so that her hands were behind her back. "What's her name?"
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"She calls herself Dusk. But her name's Mia. Mia Grey," Lush told him.
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"Dusk? Kinda edgy ass name is that?"
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"It's the fact she's a Nightstalker. Well, we call it Nightstalker. You might call it purple energy bow wielder," Lush said
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"Agile shadow archers that can handle long purple shafts, yeah, those guys. Makes sense now, any place I should drop her off?"
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"Not really. She roams around, a lot."
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"Well I'm getting her off the streets, she's cuffed and I'm not trying to stage rápe. Should I bring her to my place and set her on the couch for a bit until she wakes up?"
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"It's fine by me," Lush said.
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So that's what JT did - He threw Dusk over his right shoulder and nestled her waist comfortably on it with his hand on her knees, which he hugged to his chest as he walked on back to his home. He did have a small safe house a few blocks away, it was a bug-out home in case he needed to hide himself or friends from invading forces, though he didn't quite have any uses for it other than being a second home in the neighbourhood currently so that's what he used it as. The Marshal opened the door into his house moments later, as a glow from a light ahead greeted him and painted the house in a whitened hue. The tan walls looked to gleam as if they had been recently cleaned and the polished wooden floors matched that same look, though JT went right through the corridor that they were in, past the kitchen and into the large living room. He set Dusk on the couch, threw on the news, and uncuffed her before he went to the kitchen and started fixing himself a drink. It would be a matter of time before Dusk awoke, though JT wasn't anticipating it would be too long of a wait.
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Her Ghost followed. Lush sighed as he looked over his Guardian. The Ghost seemed concerned for her.
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JT noticed the concern and looked over to Lush. "She'll be fine my dude."
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Lush sighed. He started to clean up and dress her wounds, after pulling the bullet out if her stomach.
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"Can't you just let me shoot her in the head so she respawns on you with no injuries, dude? Ain't that how it works?" [spoiler]No need to dress wounds when you got revives lmao. [/spoiler]
