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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/11/2016 4:00:10 PM
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[i]Isabelle stopped in her tracks suddenly, her boots looking as if they had been glued to the dirt beneath her. She recognized the boy, evident by her face contorting into a look of strange realization, then...utter joy.
A slight grin of pure happiness expanding across her face, Isabelle slung the shotgun in her hands over her shoulder, the look of joy on her face still there as she slowly approached her own son. Hundreds of thoughts passed through her mind at the moment. But they would have to wait.[/i]
[i]After coming to about 2 feet away from him, Isabelle suddenly pulled Charles in a hug, embracing him in a rather loving manner as she began speaking.[/i]
"You don't know how happy I am...seeing you here, Charles..."
[i]She suddenly planted a kiss on his forehead, smiling down at him as if he meant the world to her. Of course, Charles did.[/i]
"I'm so sorry that I never came to visit..."
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"Mom...." [i]Charlie muttered, looking embarrassed. However he looked Isabelle back, having not seen her in years.[/i] "It's good to see you, too." [i]He sighed, pulling away. He looked at his mother with bright green eyes, the eyes that belonged to his father. His facial structure, however, was more like Isabelle's than Edward's, and his skin tone was only slightly darker than Isabelle's. He smiled happily, looking around.[/i] "So this is the famed Dojo?" [i]He asks, with a grain of salt.[/i]
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[i]Noticing that he seemed embarrassed about the whole affair, Isabelle tried acting more...relaxed. That seemed difficult for her, since she hadn't seen Charles in years.[/i] "Oh, yeah...this is the Dojo. Actually an alright place, though...no samurais. Well, there are a few, but...eh. So...what've you been up to? Anything big happening over in that war?"
