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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/12/2018 2:06:26 AM
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[b] Rebirth[/b]
The medbay of the Arrowhead was deserted as usual. Alpha was usually unable to convince the rest of the Arrowhead to come and have their health checked
This time, that's what she wanted: solitude
The singular surgery bay was bristling with a thousand and one arms and machines, programmed and waiting.
They seemed to invite her into their embrace, and she felt it'd be damn impolite to say no.
So, she disrobed and laid on the bed.
A light trill of fear arced through her body as the machine activated....but even as the plexiglass windows of the surgery bay automatically dimmed to give her privacy, alarms rang out as power dropped in the ship's reactors. The surgery was so draining the reactors actually dropped in their output.....
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[i]Takatai, Dojoville[/i]
A girl walked down the main Street, looking around. Her blonde hair seemed to cover her shoulders, which were themselves covered by a purple hoodie. Her blue jeans and boots were worn, but comfy-looking. Her left eye was missing, but that did little to detract from the effect her look had, with sharp blue eyes.
She sighed, smiling. It was a new lease on life ....
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A young man, seemingly in his mid twenties, sat at an outdoor table belonging to a small local coffee shop. He had brown hair, brown eyes, and slightly tanned skin. His outfit was casual and simple, and he was simply drinking a coffee. She wouldn't have noticed him if it weren't for the fact that he looked at her the moment she passed, and that he had a slight glint in his eye that suggested a possible technological or prosthetic overlay. Not that it mattered much to her, that is. He was a stranger, and she probably wasn't paying much attention.
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She did notice him, continuing to pass him by, though with some caution now. The girl was a little on edge after seeing his cybernetics, only having known a few with then and knowing the enhancements were usually for combat.
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If she was watching, he turned away and back to drinking his coffee, his lips moving as if he was... talking to someone. He got up from the table, casually strolling away, and then vanished. This wasn't a good sign.
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Red flags. Red flags everywhere She started jogging, occasionally looking back. She headed to her sparrowhawk, knowing if she got attacked it would easily let her get away.
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As she was jogging, she ended up slamming into a woman who had seemed to suddenly appear in her path, knocking over her belongings in the process. She had brown hair, brown eyes, and an otherwise very bland appearance. "Shit!" The woman said, startled, "I am so, so sorry. I wasn't even paying attention." What is indeed peculiar was the similarities to the man she had seen moments prior. Bland and casual. She had a similar glint in her eye, and she was wearing some sort of... device on her ear.
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She kept her face in check as she nodded and got up. "It's fine" She was being tailed and she knew it, bursting Drake over the private Arrowhead comms to hopefully get backup. She kept at the same pace, but made sure the woman didn't disappear. If she did she would immediately recall her Sparrowhawk
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The woman started to pick up her things, but stopped suddenly, dropping everything she was carrying. She turned toward the girl, taking out a silenced pistol and aiming it at the back of her skull. "If I were you," the woman shouted after her, "I'd stop what you're doing, turn around, and listen to what I have to say."
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She raised her hands, but not before her wrist brushed against her side hard enough to hit her silent alarm, sending her ship flying there. "You bastards are all the same, you know that?" She growled "I don't know what you're doing, but you're going to sorely regret it"
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Sitting on a nearby bench was what appeared to be a large, light-grey Warframe of the Rhino class, although the armored plating looked thicker, and more squarish too. With his larger size, he was clearly too big to be sitting on the bench, a small cup of tea in his hand. The fact he seemed to be drinking tea was rather humorous, as his helmet didn't seem to be able to be removed. Feeling the newcomer's eyesight focus on him, he gave a little wave, looking over to where the girl was. His movement was a little slow, and his posture was relaxed. A steel-colored variant of the Fraggor hammer was attached to his back, floating off of it ever so slightly.
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The girl just gave it a wide berth, not wanting to get attacked or drawn into anything
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In the two seconds she spent looking the Tenno's direction, the approaching smell of pizza would catch her attention. Which was odd considering there was only one place in Dojoville left that still delivered pizza, and that was on the other side of town. With a bump and a grunt, the girl bumped into a black, sleek-scaled Argonian. Fumbling to not drop the stack of pizza boxes he carried, the lizard let out a slew of muffled Saxheel curses under his breath. "Xruth!" was the one he seemed to mutter the most. Once he had himself steadied, he let out a sigh of relief, having managed to not drop any of the nine boxes he was carrying. "I'm dearly sorry miss. Entirely my fault, I assure you. Stood still too long trying to remember directions." Nyxon said as he used his face to straighten out the boxes.
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"Nyxon? It's me! Alex!" She said, hugging him "How have you been? How's Cassie? How's the kids?"
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He staggered slightly as he was hugged, having to hold the boxes higher and balance them at the same time. "Alex? Really?" he said with a tone of disbelief and confusion. He then took a whiff of the air near her, confirming it was her via scent. "Holy flaming balls of Hist bark, it is you. How exactly did you.." said the lizard with confusion, patting her head with his tail. "Well, uh...I suppose we've been alright. Still delivering pizza. Kids are growing up fast. Cass' is having to routinely put out all the little fires they make. Other than that, things have been pretty normal."
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She let go "I hope they haven't been too terribly hard to deal with" In truth, she had no clue how they both could have started fires.
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Nyxon went back to straightening out the boxes with his face, an amused smile on his face. "Well, kids will be kids. Especially if one of them shoots fire from her hands and the other likes how it makes his scales tingle." he replied with a chuckle. "So, what've you been up to?" asked Nyxon once the boxes were orderly again. Truth be told he was extremely in the dark about any of her recent activities.
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[spoiler]going with a character she wouldn't know i'll link her bio https://www.bungie.net/en/Forums/Post/240615500?sort=0&page=0&path=1 [/spoiler] [i]she would accidentally get ran into by a woman she had never met before. The girl had skittish nature to as she started apologize for it.[/i] "I-im s-sorry i-i wasn't p-paying a-attention miss."She says [i]the woman was only 5'6" in height with a slender build with a large pair read and black wings on her back a striking contrast to her alabaster skin tone. She also had aquamarine colored eyes and light strawberry blonde hair that hung to her shoulders. She wore light grey robes that allowed her to move her wings freely.[/i]
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A man was walking on the other street as the woman. He was wearing a brown coat and black pants he was about 5’ 11” and had short black hair that was spiked in the front, also his left arm was robotic. When he stopped and stared at the woman felling something familiar about her. He waited a bit before crossing the road and slowly started to follow her. [spoiler] This characters former job was to hunt down android like A.I. if you ever saw the movie blade runner that’s what he is, a blade runner. I did not really know about your character or what she is so I’m taking a wild guess.[/spoiler]
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She just checked her phone, either not knowing or not caring about her newfound pursuer. However, she was arned with a small sort of gun, loaded with small non-lethal rounds, judging by it's odd nature
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Now seeing the gun he will continue to follow her.
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She just kept walking, stopping only because it was a crossroad and the light hadn't come on yet. The girl laughed at something on her phone.
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[b] The man would quickly cross the street then cross it again at the crossroad so he would be going at the woman from the side and not behind. He walked up to the woman and said[/b] “excuse me but I’m new here and I don’t know were anything is, can you point me to the general direction of a good restaurant”. [b] While he asked the question his left eye was twitching rapidly. His left eye is robotic and he is searching the known dada bases for anything about this woman because something felt off.[/b]
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His databases turned up nothing, and the woman seemingly knew enough about mean like her to put he hand on her hip and give him a death stare, which was menacing even though she only had one eye, the other covered by an eyepatch "Back off, bub. Who're you with? Because I haven't done anything to you"
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“I’m not with anyone”. He says very calmly. “It’s just not every day I see someone who is not entirely human, like me”. [b] He lifts up his jacket and she can see that almost his entire chest is metal[/b] “I’m just curious that’s all”.
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"I'm not a cyborg. So quit it." She said, holstering the gun "God, you dojo-types really need to learn personal space"
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“Dojo types? I’ve been here for 7 days I was not lying when I said I was new here. Anyway I’ll leave you alone then if that’s what you want I was just seeing if I could meat some new people around here. [b] The man starts to walk away leaving her to her business. While he is walking he says a few things in his head.[/b]” Well I knew that was not going to go well but I did not know my people skills got that bad over the years of not using them”. “But I had to try It I just had that gut feeling that she was a replicant or something like that. “I guess all those years of fighting and running and all the stuff I use to do had messed me up, and in more ways than my physical appearance”.
