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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/1/2016 8:56:28 PM
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[i]John looks at Olivia and starts to walk towards her.[/i]
"I'd love to hear the story if you're willing to tell it."
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"Oh...okay then. My father, guy named Ornstein used to guard this place with his brother. This place is Anor Londo, the city of the gods. Big guy in the middle? Lord Gwyn. And the princess? Gwynevere. It's a pretty nice place, though it got pretty dark once Aldrich settled in."
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"Sounds interesting, but I have a feeling you're here for fighting practice. Wanna go a few rounds? I'm not doing anything today and I feel the need to punch something. Unless, you're not here to fight in which case I'd love to chat some more. I like to feel a strong connection with my friends by chatting with them."
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"...Sure. Alright." [i]Olivia only twirled her spear, staring directly at John.[/i] "...So who goes first? You? Me? I really don't mind, to tell the honest truth."
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Edited by Cthulhu Agent: 10/2/2016 2:52:08 PM"I think-" [i]A [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/6e/e5/14/6ee514896dd4c9747f2922867c833701.jpg]figure[/url] crashes in and kicks John down before anyone can react. It points its gun at John's head as it puts one foot on his back to pin him down. It then slowly lifts its head and stares at Olivia.[/i]
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"WELL THEN. If I were you, I'd point the gun at the Dragonslayer instead of...John? I think that's his name. But hey, whatever." [i]Although her left hand had found itself on one of her revolvers, Olivia wouldn't draw the weapon. Not yet, anyway.[/i]
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[i]A low and raspy voice comes from the figure.[/i] "I have no reason to kill you at the moment. Don't give me one."
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Edited by Orn: 10/2/2016 6:38:35 PM"...Why exactly are you trying to kill John again? Just...wondering." [i]Olivia had gotten much more serious, her tone changing drastically as she kept staring at the man. What did the person she was just speaking to actually do to deserve...death, of all things? She didn't understand.[/i]
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"Old rivalry. It's none of your business, just leave the room and keep walking. Be a good little girl and don't look back." [i]John just laid there, pinned to the ground and groaning in pain.[/i]
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[i]Scoffing under her helmet, Olivia suddenly propelled herself towards the random asshole standing on top of John, thrusting with her spear towards his midsection. She became a literally blur while doing this, as well...she could move fairly fast within her armor.[/i]
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[i]The figure was far faster. He hit her spear away and tripped her as she ran by while still keeping his foot on John's back.[/i] "I'll give you one more chance, girl. Leave."
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Edited by Orn: 10/2/2016 7:35:43 PM[i]Olivia simply skidded on the marble floor, turning back towards D*uchebag McGee.[/i] "...Nah." [i]A talisman appeared within her left hand, made of a red and white cloth. She began to approach.[/i]
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Figure: "Don't move." [i]He takes his foot off of John's back and shoots him in the leg with his pistol. John grabs his leg in pain where there's now a gaping hole.[/i] [i]The figure looks at Olivia and starts to slowly walk towards her with his gun now placed at his hip.[/i] Figure: "You just have to be a b*tch don't you."
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"I'm always a bitch. You'll get used to it." [i]Olivia only raised the talisman in her left hand, a holy light surrounding her suddenly. A red glow then surrounded Olivia as she let out a sigh of relief, the miracle's effects taking place as a shield of energy formulated around her body, protecting and strengthening her.[/i]
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[i]The figure slants his head to the side.[/i] "Well, sh*t. I should've shot that out of your hand when I had the chance. Now you might actually put up a fight." John: "You f*cking shot me...." Figure: "Get over it, you'll be dead after I kill this waste. I still don't understand why she's defending you." [i]The figure continues to walk towards Olivia with the lights on his armor starting to gradually glow brighter.[/i] Figure: "Come on and attack already. Or are you too scared?"
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"Actually, I'm a fan of chivalry myself. I prefer if the ladies go first." [i]Olivia grinned under her mask, simply nodding towards the Lord of D*uches.[/i] "So...Y'know, just take your time, madam."
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"Well, if you're just gonna stand there...." [i]The figure starts to point his gun at John's head.[/i] "I'll kill him first."
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"God, you're hilarious." [i]Raising her left hand, a bolt of electricity formed within her palm, and Olivia simply chucked it straight towards Obama.[/i]
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[i]The energy dispersed across his armor and he chuckled.[/i] "I'm known for my comedic affect." [i]He fires a round at John's other leg.[/i] "I break legs all the time."
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"Oh, for the love of..." [i]Slightly annoyed at the fact that Joe Biden had pretty much eaten a -blam!-ing lightning bolt, Olivia simply began walking towards John, yawning slightly.[/i]
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[i]He shoots a round into one of John's arms.[/i] "He's running out of limbs. Maybe you should hurry? Nah. Why would you? For someone like John? Ha."
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"See, I'm tempted to watch you actually kill this poor guy, as honestly? All you're doing is shooting limbs. Nothing serious at all." [i]Olivia lifted John up, carrying him over her shoulder with only one arm.[/i] "So...I'll see you at Starbucks, k? We can chat, get some coffee...doesn't that just sound nice?"
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[i]When she tries to pick up John he shoots her square in the chest causing her to go flying into a nearby wall.[/i] "For a girl you're very cocky. You wouldn't happen to be hiding something between those legs, wouldya?"
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[i]Simply chucking and looking down at where the shot had hit her, Olivia's shielding flickered only a bit before returning to normal.[/i] "Guess you'll just have to find out, Y'know?" [i]She chuckled a little more, getting up and shaking off the pain.[/i]
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"Is that an invitation? Great, so you're cocky and a slut?"
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"...Maybe." [i]Olivia full-on laughed manically, as if she legitimately didn't give a shit anymore. Which she didn't, really.[/i]
