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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Lordbakon:
10/31/2017 2:51:38 AM
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"No. Basically an Aristocracy on my planet. They owned us, they could do whatever they pleased. And so naturally that took some of us to do their bidding."
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[i]"So slavery?" [/i]
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"Yep. Bred and modified a bunch of us to be what they wanted in a slave."
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[i]"So you were a fighter then?" [/i]
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"Yep. Well, a show-slave, but basically. They had me fight, they had me show off. Though from the reactions I get when I tell people that here, I'm assuming 'showing off' means something different?@
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[i]"Yeah it has a few meanings." [/i]
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"They basically had me there to be looked st. they made sure to protect me, they didn't want to lose a prized fighter."
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[i]"Damn, sounds rough." [/i]
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"It was. Hell, I can still feel what they did to me under the skin. But, that's the past now. Just... try and forget it and move on."
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[i]"Do you need a hug?" JT offered genuinely. Nobody hugged like a cowboy. [/i]
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"Sure." [b][i]She said, hugging him.[/i][/b]
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[i]JT had the strength of ten thousand men, which meant damn that hug was good. [/i]
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[b][i]She smiled a bit as she broke away from the hug[/i][/b] "Thanks for that."
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[i]"No problem, hugs tend to help." [/i]
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"From what I've heard, so does alcohol." [b][i]She says laughing a bit[/i][/b]
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[i]"Yeah, but you really gotta be careful with the alcohol." [/i]
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"That's another thing I've heard..." [b][i]She said as she took another sip. [/i][/b]
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[i]"Mhm. Some sound advice, that. I can't even remember most of the crazy shit alcohols made me do." [/i]
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"I don't know how much it's going to affect me. They made sure drugs didn't work as well on me." [b][i]She said as she took another swig of the drink[/i][/b]
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[i]"Try some whiskey, you'll find out." [/i]
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"Any you recommend?" [b][i]She said, as she finished her drink.[/i][/b]
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[i]"Fireball ain't bad." [/i]
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"Well, guess that's what I'll try next." [b][i]She said, grinning a bit as she ordered the drink. She seemed to have gotten more comfortable around JT[/i][/b]
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[i]The bartender brought two - one for each. JT took a swig from his effortlessly. [/i]
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[b][i]She did the same, taking a swig of the drink, not knowing really what to expect.[/i][/b]
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[i]It was whiskey, I can't really write much else here. [/i]
