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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/26/2017 8:43:05 PM
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"You know, Alpha, I'll talk about that with you tomorrow, when you've slept the alcohol off, alright? I've got an idea already..."
[i]Indeed, Jason had a rather... niche idea, but it would certainly help Alpha with her problems -- after all, he had a ship filled to the brim with sci-fi BS, a super genius brother, and he wasn't exactly stupid himself, either.[/i]
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"Nope. I got smashed once and tried, bloody mouth and had to remove shrapnel from my esophagus." She said, taking a bite of the omelette. "Anyhow...you got a guitar?"
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[i]The omelette was... damned good. The bacon gave a nice crunch, while the melted cheese gave it all some structure and solidity, the taste even further deepened by the salt, pepper, and other herbs and spices. It was nice, for sure, because apparently the big scary Russian mercenary could cook.[/i] "Guitar? Yeah, I do... it's somewhere off in I think the cargo bay, but it's there."
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"You know that shit Love Deterrance? I've been looking at the sheet music and I'm gonna try it some time."
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"Love Deterrence? That some... some kinda pop shit? Can't say I recognize it, if I'm honest, but you're free to try and play it if you want... Guitar probably needs some tuning, though, because MJ used to play it, but now he's a fuсkin' dog." [i]what[/i]
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"This" She said, turning on the holotape player at her side again.
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[spoiler]tfw can't listen because data[/spoiler] "Huh... alrighty, then. Sounds decent enough. I'm a bigger fan of, ah..." [i]He nonchalantly tapped his right forearm by the wrist, the sound of metal on metal surprisingly gentle and even warm. Not even a second later, a previously unseen screen lit up, Jason tapping it a few times. Soon enough, the speakers throughout the room came alive, rumbling with a few hard strikes of the drums and what might have been a guitar, followed closely in tail by Latin. If Alpha wasn't literally trash, she'd recognize it as the beginning of Amen and Attack by Powerwolf.[/i] "Metal."
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She was already considered trash. "I don't like it that much if I'm honest." She shrugged. "So Jason...where does all of this leave us?"
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[i]The music was turned off with another tap on the built-in screen, Jason shrugging at first as he pondered the question, mulling it over. He returned to the kitchen area, digging through white-painted cabinets, the fridge, and the freezer for all his ingredients.[/i] "I've no idea, Alpha. Adopted daughter and father?"
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"I'm...okay with that....dad." She laughed "That feels weird to say that."
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[i]He chuckled quietly as he dumped some baking butter into a hot pan, dumping about a half tonne of little chicken bits into it after, the sizzling sounding like music to his ears. MJ's meal.[/i] "Feels even weirder to get called that."
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"Well, I might just keep calling you that if you're fine with it." She said, smiling
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"Fine by me, kid. Been a while since I had a little one to look after... it'll be nice." [i]The end of his sentence trailed off into a quiet mumble as he focused on making MJ's food, doing it with a smile on his lips.[/i]
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Alpha nodded, smiling "Thanks."
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"No problem." [i]In the silence that followed, he dumped the chicken and the herbs that flavoured it into a large, metal bowl, the thing easily the size of a... small dog. He topped the chicken with some freshly chopped salad, after which he whistled sharply.[/i] "MJ!"
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Alpha laughed "Well....when are we gonna start with the training? Since the tourney's close and all."
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"Oh, right... the tournament. I forgot about that, even though I fuсkin' signed up. Uh, we can start the training once you've had your breakfast and once MJ STOPS BEING A LAZY FUСKBAG!" [i]And that did the trick. While MJ refused to come over before, now that Jason actually started yelling, he hurried on over, entering through the same doorway Alpha had. He slyly barked at the Russian, which only got him a stern stare and a prying finger pointed at him.[/i] "Eat you little shit," [i]He muttered, placing the bowl down at his feet, though once the wolf-hound came over to start eating, Jason lovingly scratched him behind the ears, a slight smile playing around his lips.[/i]
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"Tough love, huh?" She asked, taking another bite. Alpha had quite the appetite, eating through the whole thing quickly. "Damn, you really can cook."
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[i]He didn't really respond at first, though the question about tough love did get a noticeable grin out of the tough old man. He squatted down, lightly running his fingers through MJ's fur, the dog laying his head on Jason's right shoulder in response.[/i] "Thank you, Alpha. I do my best."
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She sighed happily, leaning back and relaxing. "I know a thing or two as well.....I just need to get my shit from my ship." She tapped her wrist, and a beep came from the metal implant there.
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"Would probably be for the best, yeah. I trust that you won't crash into something?" [i]He laughed quietly and to himself, a very slight grin playing around his lips as he continued to bathe MJ in attention and affection both. Clearly, he really liked dogs... but then again, who didn't?[/i]
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"Autopilot." She said simply "I was too drunk to remember it."
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"Good job," [i]He dryly remarked, giving MJ a little pat on the neck before getting back up, the dog quick to dig into his food... after shoving the cabbage aside.[/i]
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"you try getting that drunk and remembering something." She protested
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"The thing with that is that I absolutely [i]can't[/i] get drunk. Side effect of all my cybernetics and augments, I suppose."
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"I can't help but get drunk if I so much as try one bottle of...anything, actually. It's just a side effect of my species...I think." She frowned "We're certainly not able to take strong drink."
