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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/13/2018 6:53:36 PM
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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"
