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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/18/2016 5:34:55 AM
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[b]Works walks back into Dojoville, he's quieter than usual, he just returned from being kidnapped by his old pal Jack after all.[/b]
[spoiler]YOU WOULD KNOW THAT IF YOU PAYED ATTENTION TO MY POSTS! UGH![/spoiler]
[b]He did some things there he should've done a long time ago, but he's oddly regretting it. All he could think about was another way out of that situation. He had hoped no one had followed him back to the Dojo but he wasn't sure if they did. He sat in Dojoville prepared, prepared to do something else he would regret.[/b]
[b]Where he sat was on a building, he wasn't in his suit, it was on auto pilot watching everyone who entered Dojoville. He was sitting in a foldable chair with his sniper and a beer.[/b]
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[i][b]Somebody was, indeed, following the ex-criminal.[/b] She had long, waist-length, bright red hair, which was hard to miss in the sunlight. Warm, golden-bronze eyes, which attracted the attention of many passerby; eyes so rich and warm that they satisfy a certain kind of hunger—and it's not hunger for food—just by looking at them. She was around five foot six, and had a slim build. She wore her usual, black, skinny jeans that ended halfway between her ankles and her knees, and a sleeveless, red shirt. On her arms were two silver gauntlets, her MK. XI FireWork Gauntlets, to be precise. They were recently cleaned, and reflected the sunlight brightly. A sly grin was on the young woman's thin lips—she couldn't be older than twenty-two—and as she drew closer, that sly grin could become more obvious. She had a spray of freckles on the tip of her small, pointed nose, as well as on the earlobes of her small, round ears. She had shallow cheekbones, in addition to pale, synthetic skin, which consisted of kevlar, ceramic, and all other sorts of goodies her old skin didn't have. The sly grin left her face as she stopped by Works, and she crossed her arms, leaning on a nearby tree.[/i] "Whatcha up to?" [i]She asked, her voice warm and gentle.[/i]
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[b]he looked down at her by the tree[/b] So... Someone was following me.
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[i]Fire smiled, her left hand absentmindedly trailing through her long hair.[/i] "You betcha, partner," [i]She said, a mischievous look in her golden-bronze eyes.[/i]
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This is gonna last all day. Sounds fun right?
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"Sitting here and drinking beer? Sure does," [i]Fire replied, sighing.[/i]
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Yeah. I'm watching for any raiders that followed me back.
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Edited by CzanMan02: 9/18/2016 5:51:52 AM[spoiler]nobody pays attention to your posts.[/spoiler] [i]Sithis suddenly appeared behind him, in his usual black robes. Sithis also seemed very tired from a lack of sleep[/i] "Worried about something?" [i]Sithis grinned slightly, wondering if maybe a attack was gonna happen. He also had no clue who the hell Works was, he was just bored as -blam!- [/i]
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[b]he doesn't even turn around[/b] Who are you?
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[i]Sithis yawns[/i] "I am Sithis."
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Why are you here?
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"You seem to have a problem."
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Nah. Just enjoying my beer. [b]he takes a drink of it[/b]
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"Id call bull, but you seem quite insistent on keeping to yourself."
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Yeah, I am. But if you're bored like you said you can do me a favor.
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"Depends on the favor."
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You can take my spot here all day
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"Eh. Sounds boring."
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It is. Which is why I'm asking you to do it.
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"Eh. Ill be even more bored doing this id assume. So no."
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Well, worth a shot.
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"I guess"
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So...
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"Want me to leave you alone then?"
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Yeah, this is kind of awkward...
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[i]Nods and disappears, presumably to go take a nap. Because why not.[/i] [spoiler]end[/spoiler]
