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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/2/2016 3:40:27 AM
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[i]Alyssa sighed, sitting down as she stretched, absentmindedly rubbing he tip of her perky, small nose.[/i]
"Ready when you are," [i]She said, sighing.[/i]
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[i]Charlie speaks with a voice that would make almost any women swoon.[/i] "I'm sorry, but you look a bit younger than what your profile says. Are you really 23? You look 18."
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[i]Alyssa blushed, then shook her head to clear it.[/i] "I've been mistaken for younger," [i]She murmured, sighing. She was a graduate from John West Academy, and the only real world struggles she'd faced were convincing people that she was twenty three.[/i]
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[i]Charlie can tell his voice is working so he continues with the voice.[/i] "Well, there's nothing wrong with looking young. There are few things that are more sought after than innocence when a human male looks for a partner and youth makes a lady seem very innocent."
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[i]Alyssa's blush reddened, and she was unsure what kind of conversation this was becoming.[/i] "Um," [i]She stammered, pushing her chair back a little.[/i] "C-can we move on?" [i]She asked, obviously discomforted by the topic.[/i]
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[i]Charlie grinned in a way that made Alyssa blush even more.[/i] "Alright, I see that you just want this test out of the way. The first question is, where were you born?"
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[i]Alyssa sighed, patting her cheeks slightly.[/i] "Echo City, quite a ways away," [i]She said, grateful for the change of questions.[/i]
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"How would you describe your experiences at Echo City?"
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"Um... average...?" [i]She said, unsure how to sum Echo City up. She grew up at a school there, was molested there, and was physically assaulted multiple times there.[/i]
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"Telling from your voice I can tell there's something you're holding back. Tell me what happened."
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"I, uh...." [i]Alyssa didn't particularly want to talk about it, but sighed and decided to get it over with. After all, it[/i] was [i]'required'.[/i] "Um... molested... assaulted... that kinda stuff...." [i]She looked away awkwardly.[/i]
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[i]Charlie sunk in his seat and sighed.[/i] "Did those who wronged you get punished?"
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"Er... yeah...." [i]She recalled back to the multiple people that had straight up killed the assaulters, and shuddered.[/i] "Definitely...."
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"Did they get punished the same way that they hurt you?"
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"Well... no...." [i]She said, shuffling. It was rather unfair, really.[/i]
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"Can you go into more detail of how they [u][b]ass[/b][/u]aulted and molested you?"
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[i]Alyssa ignored Charlie's emphasis on the word "assault", or at least tried to. She didn't want to answer, but... it was required.[/i] "Er... well... they groped my... uh... mm...." [i]She blushed, and her mouth suddenly seemed to be zipped shut.[/i]
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"Please, Miss Alyssa. Nothing leaves this room and this is strictly professional."
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"Um...." [i]Alyssa took a deep breath, uncertain, now, if this 'test' was an actual test.[/i] "Well... I... my breasts... they... did some stuff." [i]She shuddered, extraordinarily uncomfortable with the topic. Her cheeks were redder than a tomato, as she looked down at her feet, unwilling to go on.[/i]
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[i]Charlie got up, put his hand on Alyssa's shoulder, and knelt next to her. He looked into her eyes and spoke to her in the same voice he used earlier.[/i] "Everything is going to be okay. I'll take the blame if you don't want to fully answer the question."
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"O-okay," [i]She murmured, looking at Charlie.[/i] "Next question?"
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"I'm going to go against the rules and say you need a break from the questions. So, lets go get something to eat. That sound good?"
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"... um... okay," [i]She said, unsure of what else to do. Getting up, she shoved her hands into the pockets of her skinny jeans, looking up at Charlie, who stood a full nine inches taller than her.[/i]
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[i]Charlie looked down at Alyssa and chuckled.[/i] "I didn't realize how short you are compared to me. Well, follow me?" [i]He walked out of the room.[/i]
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[i]Alyssa followed, wondering where they were off to.[/i]
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[i]Charlie stops and starts coughing into his hand.[/i] "Why don't you just go get food and bring some back for me? I'll pay for it all when you come back." [i]He quickly makes his way back to the room and Alyssa sees as he goes by that there was blood on his hand.[/i]
