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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/26/2017 5:02:01 AM
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[b]Not long after the message was sent out, a woman appeared before them out of nowhere. She was wearing ripped jeans and a sleeveless black shirt with the cover art from Metallica's album Kill Em All. The blood on said album art was the exact same shade as her hair, and the two meshed together in an oddly disconcerting way. Her skin was starkly pale, and her irises matched the shade of her hair almost exactly. A singular, long scar ran across her left cheek, the only thing marring a face many would consider pretty.
Her arms were crossed, and her weight was balanced onto one leg. When she spoke, her voice was low and had a tone of amusement.[/b]
"Christ. I guess one of you is a little desperate."
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"Not me," [i]The blonde-headed woman would say, the icy javelin still kept tightly within her hand as she simply returned to practicing her javelin throwing. Though another would take interest in the newcomer.[/i] "Eh. I guess I was." [i]Zara raised her hand, nodding towards Lyra. She was fairly scarred up as well, yet still remained pretty in some fashion.[/i] "Bored, and not in the mood to put up with the Dojo lot. Though I did send out a transmission.. fuсking hell, they're already coming."
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"Can't say you didn't ask for it. I mean, you sent out a message inviting any jackass with a weapon or an overactive sex drive to just show up for fućk's sake. Kinda hard to ignore a message like that- though, if I had to guess, I'd say Ice Queen didn't exactly approve of it."
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"Ice Queen didn't approve nor disapprove, nor did she know about the impending shitfest. Out of the bunch that've came, there's been two remotely alright people. Though I think you'd be our lucky third.." [i]The Mandalorian smiled a little, at that simple flirtatious line. Either she didn't know that Lyra was a complete psychopath, or she simply didn't care for it.[/i]
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"Well, I'm not a complete dumbass, nor am I looking for a fight for no goddamn reason. Don't think I'd even want to fight you-" [b]She gestures to Zara,[/b] "-in general. Wouldn't want to ruin such a pretty face." [b]Some people would take it as an insult, as it insinuated a lack of combat ability. It was always fun to watch someone who got triggered. However, the smart ones took it for what it was... She hoped Zara was one of the smart ones.[/b] "Not that your compatriots are bad, I can't even see what she-" [b]She gestures to Celkym,[/b] "-actually looks like, and her..." [b]She gestures to 'Ice Queen'.[/b] "She doesn't exactly seem like the friendliest person around."
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"Happy that we share the same views," [i]Zara would respond, crossing her arms as she would continue to lean against the darkened bark of the leafless tree. She understood the comment for what it was.[/i] "Celkym's just shy, and Elizabeth's usually cold to most people that seem "unworthy" to her or whatever." "What?" [i]"Ice Queen" would question.[/i]
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[b]She laughed a little.[/b] "Is she wrong?" [b]She directed the question towards Elizabeth.[/b] "Cause it's not looking like it."
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[i]Elizabeth raised her hand as if she was going to deny it, before lowering her hand, as she then sighed.[/i] "...She's not wrong. I'll give you that much, she's not wrong."
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"Heh. Least you admit it... And what about her- Celkym or whatever? Whats her story?"
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"Celkym?" [i]Elizabeth would question.[/i] "She's an A.I or something of the sort. A Vex-Guardian mixture, from that one video game. She's quiet, nothing much." [i]At the mention of her, Celkym would wave at Lyra.[/i]
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"Jesus Christ. The damn universe gets weirder and -blam!-ing weirder every day." [b]She muttered it under her breath, barely audible. Yet she still returned Celkym's wave, then looked to Zara.[/b] "And you are...? Don't believe I've caught you're name yet."
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"Zara." "She's a Mandalorian cosplayer." [i]Elizabeth would jest, although she would smile in her own relaxed, friendly manner.[/i]
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"Pretty name." [b]She chuckles a little at Elizabeth's comment, sarcastically replying,[/b] "We all have our problems."
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"We do. She's into all the women she can get, I'm into other things.. and Celkym's into whatever." [i]Elizabeth smiled, shrugging as Zara smirked.[/i]
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"Well I can't blame her with looks like hers... And just what might your 'other things' be?"
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"...Stuff." [i]Elizabeth would reply softly, without a clear hint at to what she intended by "stuff". Though Lyra could most certainly make a guess at it. Zara, meanwhile, would shrug and sigh in the ever freezing temperatures.[/i] "Hey, if you wanna head somewhere warmer.."
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[b]Lyra simply smirked.[/b] "With someone like you? Well, I definitely wouldn't mind."
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"Heh. Alright, alright." [i]Zara smiled, leading Lyra to a small bar in Dojoville; because as she tried to explain, the Lounge of Blades wasn't her type.[/i] "I'd probably get stabbed in the Lounge. So.. this should work out."
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"I hear ya. Lotta dumbasses around here. Besides, long as I have a good drink and a pretty lady, I could care less what bar I'm at."
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"No kidding. Not even a week.. One dumbass challenges me to a fight, chickens out before we even begin. Another tries killing me. Another is up my ass all the time - metaphorically, not literally yet - that was Elizabeth. And one's just watching me. That's Celkym.." [i]Zara ranted a little, sighing.[/i] "Guess you've been around here for a time. Putting up with this hell. Why not get out? Move elsewhere?"
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"The alternatives aren't much better. Believe me, I've tried to get out of here. Turned to shit every single time. Besides, this place [i]can[/i] be fun. And when it's not, there's plenty of drinks to go around."
