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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/3/2017 10:54:31 PM
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"I think I can.."
[i]It took a few seconds, but Freya would manage. She was now flipped upside down, slightly embarrassed, while she maintained her posture still.[/i]
"T-This. Right?"
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Edited by Stitch: 11/3/2017 10:57:48 PMTraci held onto Freya's thighs to make sure she remained stable. "Yep! Good job! Maybe you want to practice so you can do it a bit faster though."
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[i]Freya blushed a little as her thighs were touched, as Traci gripped smooth black leather that was Freya's leggings. The woman flipped back onto her feet quickly, nodding calmly.[/i] "Yes, I will.. certainly practice. Though I should find you a place.. near me, of course."
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"You want your fun girl close, eh? Can't blame you, Freya. That was a cute little blush you did when I touched your thighs." Traci giggled and shook her head with a smile. "I could always stay in your quarters. I don't take up much space, Freya."
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"...I.. suppose that you could.. Look, I.. don't mean to be rude, but.. should we talk over this, over.. maybe dinner?" [i]Freya seemed to want a more.. committed relationship, if anything.[/i]
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"Oh, sure. Sorry. Doy!" Traci jokingly hit her forehead and laughed. "I jump the gun a lot, Freya. My bad. I'm going way too fast for you, aren't I? Well, no worries! I'll make sure I slow myself down a little and actually be committed...or something. I dunno....I've never done that...before."
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"Well, we can.. work on that. Though I can't keep you as an "acquaintance"-" [i]At that last word, Freya would smile a little, shrugging nonchalantly as she continued to speak.[/i] "...You seem to be skilled in combat, but you did mention assassinations. Would you be interested in.. handling operations, later on?"
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"You wish for me to kill for you, Freya? Yes, whatever you want, just don't leave me." Traci nodded enthusiastically. "Wait, why can't you keep me as a friend or anything?"
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"I meant that you'll have to support me, if you wish to dwell within the garrison. Personally.. I'd let you stay as long as you like. But my fellow men and women would shame you if you simply lived alongside me. I don't want you getting hurt, and I don't want them to get hurt. Killing people.. not yet, Traci. Not yet."
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Edited by Stitch: 11/4/2017 9:29:12 PM"Shame me? I don't mind being shamed. I just want to be your friend. What's the worst that could happen?" Traci giggled yet again, smiling. "Also, why no killing? Murder murder murder kill kill kill! That's what I do!"
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"The worst? Well.." [i]Freya didn't continue. In truth, she was more concerned about what Traci would do. The soldiers would insult her, some would dare to strike her, until Freya came and delivered her justice. But Traci.. Traci seemed to have her own way of doing things.[/i] "I said people. The targets that you shall be culling.. will not be people. Come, we shall speak of this in my tent."
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Edited by Stitch: 11/5/2017 5:51:03 PM"Oki-dokie, Freyfrey!" Traci hopped up and down a little, seeming more than happy to do what ever Freya wished of her. "I promise I won't murder your men."
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"You've promised me a lot. I.. guess that's good." [i]Freya smiled a little, though a thought would come to her mind.[/i] "You know? We should.. actually go get dinner. Get to know each other. You're.. pretty alright to hang around, so it should be alright."
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"Ooh! A dinner date sounds nice. Should I dress up more or is it more casual?" Traci was thinking of this as a date whether or not Freya was, having never really just gone to dinner with someone for no reason.
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"Aha.. casual will work. According to my sister, I should.. loosen up, more. Do you have any food ideas, perhaps? The customs of this place are much too foreign to me, so I'd prefer to learn of it in any manner that I can."
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"How about you and I get some pizza, Freyfrey? We can get as loose as you like." Traci gave Freya a quick hug. "Just wanna have fun with you."
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[i]Freya would, finally, head into the hug in her own. Her arms bounded around Traci tightly, a cute breath leaving her mouth while she would smile to herself.[/i] "I would be fine with that, yes. Though.. what is a pizza, may I ask?"
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"It's like, the best thing ever! You'll love it! Come on!" Traci grabbed Freya's hand and began to lead her to a nearby pizzeria. "It's awesome! Like you!"
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"I've never found myself to "awesome".." [i]Freya would spend a few moments reading the gleaming "Pizzeria" sign, the words spoken on her lips.[/i] "Pizz.. Pizzer.. Pizzeria. Weird.."
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"Come on in!" Traci held the door for Freya and led her to a booth, but instead of sitting on the other side of the table she sat up against Freya. Their shoulders were touching and Traci was smiling at her new friend. "This'll be great."
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"Traci, this just came up, but.. all about the murder stuff. Can you.. maybe chill it out a little? Just for me, please. Because if you start hurting innocent people, I can't help you, and then you'll never feel.. better."
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"Uhh...y-yeah....You know I don't try to find people to murder, right? I-I just do...I'm sorry. I'll try to keep myself under control, but...Charles White. If that man wishes for me to kill someone I have no free will. They must die by my hand." Traci got a tad sat at the mentioning of her murdering, seeming to be rather normal at the moment.
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[i]Freya would be a little silent, before her arm would wrap around Traci's body. She held up her finger comedically towards Traci's chin, while a seemingly serious expression took over.[/i] "Then we ought to tell "Charles White" that he should fuсk off. Now, this pizza stuff.. what about it? We should think about that. Then.. we'll hang around for a bit. See what you love. See what I love."
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"...." Traci stared in confusion at Freya for a minute. "Whaaaat?! Freyfrey, we just go up and order....You know what? I'll go order by myself. You just sit here." Traci got up and went to the counter.
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"Go up and.. order?" [i]Freya stared in utmost confusion. Usually, people just.. brought food. She leaned back, watching Traci and hoping that she didn't break out in a spree of stabs and slashes.[/i]
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Freya could see Traci form a knife in her hand behind her back as if about to stab the poor cashier in the throat, but after a few twirls of the knife it vanished and Traci sat back down beside Freya with a smile. "We'll have some yummy pizza in just a few minutes, Freyfrey!"
