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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/24/2017 1:26:12 AM
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[b]Dojo Bar
18:43[/b]
"I don't need your booze anyway! I've g-oh sh*t..."
Out from the bar doors a woman was thrown into the streets by a duo of security guards. She began to get up and keep yelling.
"Ow! The hell?! When I-"
"Oh shut up!"
A bottle was thrown at her head, stunning her and drenching her messy short brown hair in alchohol. She shook her head to clear it, but before she could get up fully another bottle was thrown, this time at her body. The strong smelling drink stained her brown leather jacket and jeans, leaving her in an even more demeaning state.
"Stay down, b*tch."
From the doors a few men exited and kicked her aching body all over before walking away with smirks. Even after the beating she began to get up again, clutching her side and wincing in pain.
"H-Hitting someone while they're down? You're a bunch ah p**sies. Come back and fight like real men, eh?"
She finished with spitting some blood onto the pavement. The group turned back around, shrugging to each other before heading back to hit the girl some more. She stayed where she was, raising a single fist.
[spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]
English
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"True. If I was wearing my old sport armor the colors wouldn't be far off from a clown. All the sponsors covering the armor make me a walking parade."
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[i]"You played sports?" [/i]
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"Why do you think sleeping with a judge ruined my career? I did a lot of sports, most having something to do with shooting...I accel at shooting. I'm pretty famous for it."
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[i]"And to think I was being flirted with by a marksman. That's basically like a princess and a knight, y'know," Nat jokingly responded, chugging the rest of her coffee. [/i]
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Star pretended to be offended. "Wha-are you calling me a princess? There were a lot of physical sports that I won at, you know."
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[i]"Yes, and I'm obviously the bulky one in the group," Nat jokingly responded, flexing her right arm to the side. She was utterly devoid of muscle, looking barely thick enough to have enough. She was indeed a thin women, not unnaturally so, but you could tell she valued cardio over all. [/i]
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Star snickered and crossed her swimmer like arms, full of muscle, but real slim. "Yeah, real threatening. Please don't hurt me."
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[i]"Don't worry, I don't hurt those I like. But don't get on my bad side." [/i]
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"Awww, you like me? That's nice to hear, but nothing new. As a famous athlete a lot of people have thrown themselves at me."
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[i]"Have a lot thrown fire as well, though?" Nat asked, igniting the tip of her two fingers as she slid them forwards an inch jokingly. She let the fires burn out after. [/i]
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"Yes, actually now that I think of it..." Star shrugged. "He had a stereotypical anger issue to go along with the fire though."
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[i]"Well damn, he must've been a hothead." [/i]
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"A real hot temper..."
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[i]"Was he at least hot?" [/i]
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"As hot as his score." Star made a 0 with her hand. "He lost so fast just because I distracted him with a simple hair flip and bending over to stretch."
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[i]"Damn, I should try that next time I'm competing with someone." [/i]
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"Horny people are so easy to beat." Star chuckled. "It helped when I wore skin tight suits in most sports. Trace a hand slowly up the thigh with bedroom eyes and there's a guaranteed win."
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[i]"Where do you buy tights that thin? The only places I know are either insanely expensive or have clothes that fade too easily." [/i]
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"Sponsors....Trust me, you have to be very comfortable with your body to wear those suits. It's kind of embarrassing when people can see every curve and crevice...every single one."
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[i]"Trust me, I don't exactly have too many shits to give at how people look at my body. As long as they don't try to touch it or stare too long, then look on." [/i]
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"They stare a lot. I've heard a lot of inappropriate things as a female athlete wearing one of them. So many eyes on your chest and bottom..." Star sighed. "Even some male athletes purposely grazing you and touching you...it sucks."
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[i]"If they try that, then I would have given a good burn to a soft spot. -blam!- anyone that does that, and not literally." [/i]
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"Then you get banned from the tourney. You have no idea what kind of bullsh*t I've dealt with. One guy literally shoved the barrel of his gun purposely into my crotch. Somehow there was no rule against that at the time."
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[i]"...Who is he? Let's just say I know a guy who can fix that issue."[/i]
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"I got him kicked for drug abuse by doing some detective work. People were outraged, he lost his job, wife, and people may have damaged and ruined his mansion, cars, and basically everything he owned. I got 'em back gooooood." Star smirked.
