originally posted in:The New Dojo
[i][b]Master of Social Interaction[/b][/i]
[i][b]Time: 3:48PM[/b][/i]
[i][b]Location: Dojo training building.[/b][/i]
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*Sapphire sat quietly against the wall. She had her legs crossed with her hands placed on her knees, her tail curled neatly around herself. She was covered in the silver plating of her exo-suit, minus the helmet which rested on the floor next to her.*
*There was a sign on her right that read [i]Friendly practice fights, get to know me. I can’t hear, so other forms of communication are necessary.[/i]*
*She was not one to go outside and interact with people, which meant that the majority of fellow Dojo residents were unfamiliar to her. The few friends she had saw this as a bit of an issue, and convinced her to try talking to people. She did not like talking to people and was unable to hear their replies.*
*She then elected to both talk to people, and fight them. She could fight far better than she could make small talk. It was a form of communication to her, even if it was basically just an argument in physical form.*
*She continued to wait, sighing patiently as she watched others train.*
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Alpha slowly walked in, sighing. She only had her dart gun on her as well as her new sword given to her by the Trayvens. "Sapphire....oh boy." She shook her head and sat down, yawning "You can't hear a damn thing I say huh?"
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*She turned toward Alpha, looking slightly confused.* [u]Uhm, hi Alpha.[/u] *She took a notepad and pencil out of a pouch on her belt and handed it to her.* [u]Yeah, I can’t hear. Haven’t been able to for years. I think I can read your lips, but having you write would be easier.[/u]
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She just shook her head and gestured to her. It was obvious she was here to fight, not talk. She made no other move, waiting for Sapphire.
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*She shrugged, taking the notebook back.* [u]You just want to fight, then? Maybe afterwards. Want to fight me with my armor?[/u]
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"Jesus Christ, what the fućk is up with all these goddamn furries?... Oh, wait. Fućk. You can't even hear me." [b]A woman had seemingly appeared in front of Sapphire, clad in some sort of jet-black combat suit. Twin Desert Eagles sat on her hips, and a rifle of sorts on her back, as well as two swords. Her skin was unnaturally pale, and a few scars adorned her face, the most notable of which ran from the top of her left cheek down to her jaw. Her long hair was a deep crimson, and her eyes were the exact same shade. She appeared to be in her very early thirties at the latest. Many would consider her beautiful were it not for the look of malice in her eyes.[/b]
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*She looked up at the woman calmly, unfazed by her sudden appearance and the look she was giving her. She smiled slightly, but it seemed like it was more for show than rather than friendliness.* [u]Hello, my name is Sapphire. Who might you be?[/u] *She appeared to be somewhat aware that she had just been insulted, but didn’t care, nor could she have known what the woman had actually said.*