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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Stitch:
11/5/2017 11:51:00 PM
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[url=http://www.example.com]Look Who's Back![/url]
...we're f*cked.
"Ahh! The Dojo! So nice to see you again!"
Iso's redhead daughter, Traci, walked up to the gates with a smile. She had on a black cloak, white skirt, stockings, and a red backpack.
"Anyone still alive in there?!"
She giggled, seeming to be as much of an innocent school girl as ever. Her long red pigtails bounced up and down.
[spoiler]Open! Bringing back some fun randomness to the Dojo.[/spoiler]
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"I said!" Traci noticed Cannon with a sigh of annoyance before she picked up a rock and tossed it at Cannon's head. "Anyone alive in there?!"
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He jumped, spinning around. "Wh- TRACI!" He syared in shock for a second, then rushed towards her.
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Traci laughed and rolled her eyes, staying where she was with her hands on the straps of her pack. "Oh, father."
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He rushed up and gave her a bear hug that would have probably popped a rib out of place if she wasn't so durable. "Oh my gods Traci... How... What... You're here!" He stumbled over words.
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"Yeeeeep." Traci patted Cannon on the back, continuing to laugh. "Long time no see."
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"Too long..." He was grinning like a madman.
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"Would you mind letting go? I love hugs, but come on...you're strangling me." Traci said, squirmming a little.
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"No! I'm never letting you go again..." He loosened his grip slightly.
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Traci just teleported out of his arms, hands on her hips. "Then I'll let go for you."
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He laughed a bit. He looked exhausted, having not slept well since she'd been taken. "Sorry, Trac'ika... I'm just... I'm really glad you're here."
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"Yeah? I bet a lot of people are. I know I'm glad to be back." Traci did a cute lil pose as a joke before beginning to walk farther into the Dojo. "Wonder where mother is."
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"I don't know. She was going to meet me here in a while to head off and try to rrscue you again." He sighed. "I'm so sorry Traci... It's my fault you got captured."
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"Nah, it's okay! Gabe just shot me a few times...n'stuff." She shrugged as she walked. "I'm okay."
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"... What do you mean 'and stuff?" Cannon was worried thebworst had happened.
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"Took me back to WM and stuff happened. It's whatever. I just wanna have fun now." Traci continued along.
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Cannon nodded, changing the subject. "You changed your hair color? It looks nice."
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"Yeah, I prefer this old look of mine. More attracive and I like fitting the crazy redhead stereotype." She laughed. "I don't fit the whooole redhead stereotype, but that's fine."
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"So you got your memory back?" She wouldn't hear it in his voice, but he was concerned they had broken his lil girl.
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"Memory of what exactly? I remeber vaguely having this look before." She shrugged, skipping along. "Gotta love being a girl like me. You get to act all happy without people thinking you're super weird or crazy."
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Cannon laughed. "I just meant memory in general. The redhead look definatly looks good on you though, sweetheart."
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"Thanks, father!" Traci kept on giggling as if she couldn't be happier. "The boys~ like it too." She said in a teasing manner.
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"Sad for them." He wasn't letting her date. Not yet. "Want to find your mother and get some ice cream?"
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"Sad for them? How so?" She asked, oblivious of what he meant. "Icecream sounds good too."
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"Oh... No reason." Cannon replied innocently. "I should probably return this armor soon too." He added.
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"I met a lot of nice guys on the way back here. Saw a lot of cool things." Traci said, not listening to Cannon.
