originally posted in:The New Dojo
[i]Isole hunches over, letting out a metallic sigh. Annoyed, the volume of his music goes down quite a bit, but doesn't disappear entirely.[/i]
"Fine, yah stuck up hoe. I can see you don't have an appreciation for the finer musical composures."
[i]He slinks off, distinguishably pissed off.[/i]
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*She watches as he walks away, feeling that he had turned the music down to a more reasonable level. Perhaps not quiet enough for the inhabitants of the city, but quiet enough for her daughter to sleep.* _Thank you._
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[i]Isole turns his head to the woman, a holographic cigarette burning in what looked like a mouth.[/i] "What's your name? You seem like you stand by your morals."
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*She didn’t hear his question, but she become pretty skilled at guessing what others were saying.* _I’m Sapphire._
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[i]He nods, continuing to walk away.[/i] "Good to know."
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*She nodded and turned around, walking back to the Dojo.*