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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/6/2018 8:07:23 AM
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Silver's smile changed to looking of nostalgia.
"Yeah, I can. They were great for the most part. We had a few issues with some of us seeing ourselves as above other races, but we were generally a good, peaceful people. It was a utopia really....The parades and festivals we'd have in my hometown were just amazing. The colors and affects of the fireworks always amazed me, even if the loud noises scared me as a kid."
She giggled.
"It's a shame that we let it fall because of being stubborn and seeing things as black and white rather than knowing there's always that grey between the two."
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“Heh. Sorry, but I don’t look into those job prospects. I’m a merc, remember? Ignore everything that’s not merc business.”
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"I guess..." She sighed. "I could maybe help you with merc business sometime? That pays well, right? Think about how my abilities could help!"
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“Sure, girlie. You wanna tag along, I’ll give you a cut. Not a big cut, but a cut. You’ll get... Fifteen percent. Maybe more if you do a good job.”
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"Alright. That's something. Thank you!" She moved to hug him before stopping herself. "Sorry."
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“You’re a bit of a toucher, aren’t you? Could be useful, if we need to lure somebody out of hiding.”
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"Uhh, I guess. I could always make an illusion too, like have them think a fire is behind them."
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“Bounty work isn’t always about getting somebody. We also do scouting and searching.”
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"Oh, I can probably help with that too somehow." She nodded.
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“Well... How about we go ahead and get started, then? When I saw those guys up on you earlier, I was on my way to kill or capture a huge lizard. Alive nets is more cash. Ready to head out, or do you need a bit of time to prepare?”
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"I'm fine to go now. I've only got my magic to use afterall and it's very reliable."
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“Alright. Hop back in the shop, should be a seat somewhere you can sit on. We’ll be back in about two hours, if everything goes smoothly.”
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"Sounds good." Silver walked back in, finding a seat and strapping herself in.
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“[i]Why are you here?[/i]” [b]Rian would look very confused, and Theo would enter behind her, closing the hatch and preparing to launch.[/b]
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"I'm going to help him so I can make some money. I'l get you out in no time, Rian."
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“[i]The only contracts he has accepted right now involve killing big game and a military leader... You told me you wouldn’t start any trouble.[/i]”
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"I said I'd try not to be violent...I won't be. I'll be [u]helping[/u] him be violent." She sighed. "It's the best I could think of."
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“[i]You could’ve just gotten a job... Could’ve asked one of your friends if you knew anything... Whatever.[/i]”
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"Yeah, but this apparently makes a good amount of money. It would take forever if I worked at a cafe or something."
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“[i]Alright... I’ll set course...[/i]” [b]The ship begin to whizz, engines running. They eventually took off.[/b]
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"Rian, I'll be fine. I'm all about protection." She waited for them to get there.
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“[i]That’s what Theo’s Last partner said. Now they’re dead on a swamp planet.[/i]”
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"Well, the last partner wasn't me."
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“[i]Whatever... Just don’t die. Don’t want that on my mind... Processor. Not a mind. I don’t have a brain.[/i]”
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"You can still call it your mind. Not everything has to be logical."
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“[i]I literally do not have a brain, so I have no mind. Maybe one day that can change. I’ve heard synthetics have gotten very advanced.[/i]
