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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/19/2017 10:48:47 PM
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[b][i]I Promise This Isn’t What It Looks Like[/i][/b]
[i]Even for the Dojo, the sight was rather amusing, and perhaps a bit offputting. The woman had nearly ten plasma rifles slung across her back, pistols stuffed into her bandoliers and pockets. She looked to be almost overencumbered with all of the weaponry, but she did not complain as she headed out. Her companion followed her, also looking to be just a little bit weighed down. The teenager’s backpack bristled with explosives, and a grenade launcher was slung across his back.
He carried two general-purpose machine guns and belts of ammunition. Even in his exo, he was carrying a lot of firepower, which he found ironic considering that he wasn’t fond of guns, or at least not using them on people. The two had very little concern about traipsing across the plaza with the arsenal that did not belong to them. Wilson would be satisfied. He now had another hunk of his arsenal in Amoridia.[/i]
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"I can't tell if your coming from or going to a gun expo."says azalea [i]the woman that had a light blue skin tone and long red hair with silver hair scattered throughout She was about 6'1" and had emerald colored eyes. She carried with a knarled looking staff that had ancient symbols etched across its surface glowing a faint purple as it was on her back for the time being. She wore a long black cloak and her clothes were of a similar nature. Despite a youthful appearance she was easily a lot older than them.[/i]
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[spoiler]I literally never get notifs for you for some reason, so forgive me if I don’t reply quickly or if I’ve missed any lmfao[/spoiler] “Neither, actually.” [i]The teenager replied, sounding rather happy.[/i] “Shut up, shrimp, we need to go. Besides, this is heavy.” [i]The woman with him replied, continuing on to wherever she was off too.[/i] “Look I’m an inch shorter than you, shut up.” [i]He replied.[/i]
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Edited by NightBloomsFell: 11/22/2017 6:31:31 AM[spoiler]Yeah i replied to one of your other posts and you never did then either. I just figured that you didn't want to reply in all honesty.[/spoiler] "I could help you with that if you want cause i literally can lighten your load."says azalea
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“We’re fine. We don’t have far to go from here.” [i]The woman replied, clearly not wanting help.[/i] “Thanks, but I think we’re ok.” [i]The teenager replied more politely.[/i]
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"Alright then just trying to be helpful."says azalea [i]she could of easily used a spell to make there stuff they were carrying weigh almost nothing at all. But she knew not everyone would want help.[/i]
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[i]It appeared that the woman was the meaner of the two, not wanting anything to do with others for the moment. Perhaps it was to do with all of the guns. Maybe she didn’t want someone to attack, maybe she didn’t want anyone asking questions about them, but whatever her reasoning, she did not voice it.[/i]
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Edited by NightBloomsFell: 11/22/2017 10:36:03 PM[i]azalea could be pretty herself if she wanted to be so she just left them both alone for the time being. Walking away from them not wanting to make her more pissed off. [/i]
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That's some mighty power you're packin'. [b]The [url=https://fireemblem.gamepress.gg/sites/fireemblem/files/styles/300h/public/2017-11/Dorcas.png?itok=Ic6-cUSp]Man[/url] who had spoken laughed, a feat which made him seem hearty, considering his size at three inches above six feet. His voice was smooth and deep, but held a sort of grumble, in fact- it was quite relaxing to listen to, as he slurred his words together into a sentence that tired out its listener. He wore (beyond his normal clothes) two ornate looking, silver forearm guards, probably for decoration. At his belt swans an axe, double bladed and rather thick, it's handle was short, to be held in one hand, but it was long enough that a person could use two hands for a more powerful strike. [/b] I do hope you're taking it [i]out[/i] of the dojo!
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“Yeah. Helping someone move out.” [i]The shorter figure, the teenager replied, sounding to be rather amused. The woman did not speak, but she stopped and warily gazed at the man from behind the half black, half white mask she wore.[/i]
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Oh, really? Good. Any little bit helps. You'll see men with weapons like those on the streets nowadays. Scares me it does. [b]He picked up a sack that he had left on the ground, it was rather large, and brown in color. When it shifted as he rolled his shoulders, the pair he was talking to could hear the clack of wood inside. [/b] Unless you're moving it back to dojoville.
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“We’re taking it out of here, promise, man.” [i]The teenager said, hefting the two guns in his hands. [/i] “Come on we need to go. This shit’s heavy.” [i]The woman said, addressing the teenager.[/i]
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[b]He looked at the pair before sighing, and placing his bag down. [/b] If you want, I'll Help you carry some of those. No use in breaking your back. Besides, I'm sure you could shoot or outrun me anyways if I tried to steal them. [b]He held his hands out, ready to take on a load of the weapons. It seemed like the sack was not important, or he thought that he had nothing better to do. [/b]
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“We’re good... thanks.” [i]The woman replied hastily and slightly aggressively. [/i] “We don’t have far to go.” [i]The boy said, more politely. They didn’t appear to want to totally explain what was going on or who they were, but it was clear that the woman was not nearly as amiable as the boy.[/i]
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Alright, take care you two. Those are some nasty looking weapons- I hate to see them be used on something other than a target. [b]He picked up the bag, and slung it over his shoulder. After turning around, he called to the pair as he walked off. [/b] Or a bad guy- them too!
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“Hmmph...” [i]The woman said, carrying on her way. [/i] “Yeah man... thanks.” [i]The boy said, the two of them marching towards the outskirts of the Dojo. They were going out further into the snowy fields and forest, to something out there.[/i]
