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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/22/2017 8:08:33 PM
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[b]Mulling Things Over
Alpha
Somewhere above the Dojo grounds
9:30 AM[/b]
She sat there, alone. Her armor glistened in the light of the morning sun, the faded orange the only real color amid the lifeless white and blue of her own body.
The music softly simmered from the little holotape player she'd managed to hijack from somewhere. She had a faint feeling it was Wilson's or one of his friends at one point at some time, but it didn't matter right then.
The smoke curled up around her face, and she took another pull. This was nice. For once.
When she wasn't -blam!-ing everything up. Alpha seemed to be making that a habit of hers.
She looked down at the photos in her hands, Drake, Winchester, Sawyer, Irina, Pandora. For all she knew, none of them knew or wanted to be near her.
So, she sat there, waiting.
[spoiler]open, short post[/spoiler]
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"[i]Liar[/i]." A recognizable voice had spoke to Alpha in a not so recognized language. It was Samuel, standing behind the goat. He looked relatively the same since their last encounter, his hands now in his greatcoat's pockets. The ominous man seemed to bear no arms. He had already spoken of his disposition towards her. "I'm just curious, who branded you? Was it [b]him[/b] or [b]her[/b]?" It was probably easy to guess who [b]her[/b] was. Pandora Raidriar. However [b]him[/b] was a different story. He spoke of him in a...respectable tone.
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"I looked it up. Lucien has a very nasty habit. but it was Pandora." Alpha looked away from Sam "I....I -blam!-ed up. I played around, slept around. Pandora found out. I'm guessing we'll be finished." She took another hit from the cigarette but her hand was shaking.
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"I am not your psychiatrist Alpha," He had told her bluntly. "Nor am I a shoulder to cry on. As I said, we are not exactly friends. What you need to understand is that Pandora had relented from killing you which she could have done easily. She may have spared you because deep down she still has some feelings for you, or perhaps it was just pity. Either way you are alive. If I were in your shoes, I would reminisce on the misdeeds I have done, and try to repent for them. Perhaps this mark that you bear is a way of repenting."
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"The mark is a simple truth. Not a mark of repentance." She said, crushing the cig in her hand. "Pandora has simply told everyone what I am. I was made to do so." She said, gesturing to the A-007 on her neck. ".....Maybe this is a good thing. Maybe it's what I deserve."
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"If that is what you believe, then so be it. I am not going to intervene in this, you should take my advice and think over what you have done however. Try to improve yourself instead of just sulking around." He told Alpha while crossing his arms, synthetic skin overlaid his exosuited hands. "Our little chat must come to a close however. Ciao, Alpha." [i]With that Samuel had walked off to leave Alpha to her own thoughts.[/i]
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She just kept smoking and trying to clear her mind. Alone. [spoiler]end?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Yeah.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]azalea, melody or Sylvie? They don't really know her but one of them could possibly cheer her up or at try too[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]dont matter[/spoiler]
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"You look very troubled young lady."says azalea [i]the woman was 6'1" in height, had pale blue skin, emerald green eyes and waist long red hair with strands of silver throughout showing the woman true age even if her youthful appearance didn't. She was very old but the woman had sat down on the bench not waiting for a invitation at all. She could tell that alpha was upset about something but what. Azalea could she needed someone to talk to a skill that she had picked up. Her eyes shown kindness as she looks at her. [/i]
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"Yeah. I guess you're right." Alpha said, sighing
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"You want to talk about it? It sometimes helps and i wont judge ya."she says [i]Azalea just looks at her knowing that it can help venting someone sometimes. She also wasn't the type to judge as she wasn't without her on flaws or mistakes.[/i]
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"I'd rather not. It's pretty personal and I don't know you." She said, not meaning to be offensive
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"You're i didn't even tell ya my name im azalea frost and you don't have really to tell me a thing. If you don't want too at all."She says [i]Azalea was pretty calm and took no offense by her comments at all. [/i]
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"It's fine. Are you related to a guy named Quincy? His last name is Frost too."
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"No dear unless he is from the arctic seas. I know no such man by that name."says azaleas [i]she never heard of anyone that name at all. She was from the coldest seas quite literally as she was a mermaid although alpha wouldn't unless she were to push her into water or see her gills that were hidden by her hair.[/i]
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"he was from the arctic...does that count?"
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"I guess but im from the cold seas there. So sorry i don't know him. Im a mermaid."says azalea
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"Couldn't tell."
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"That's cause i hide my gills. There right here. "Says azalea [i]she move some of her hair away from her neck revealing gills that were hidden mere seconds ago. She did this so she could see them.[/i]
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[spoiler]So, Rai Or Divia?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]either or[/spoiler]
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Edited by Warp Saber: 11/23/2017 1:37:31 AMSomebody else was near her, close, but out of sight. It was more of a feeling than anything, but it was a powerful feeling.
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"It's rude to stalk someone"
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“I’m not stalking. I’m just here.” Came a flat voice, as a woman was there. She didn’t step from any hiding place or shimmer away some magic or cloaking field, she simply made herself seen. She was a bit odd looking. One side of her hair was black, and the other platinum blond. One eye was black, the other blue. She wore a black shirt with a red pocket over her heart and shorts. On the back of her right hand there was a strange glyph, and on the palm of her left hand was its mirror. She wore no shoes, and had another glyph on the top of her left foot.
