originally posted in:The New Dojo
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[i]A woman with shoulder length brown hair, bright green eyes, thick, round glasses, freckles, and light olive skin approached the men slowly. She appeared to be fifteen, although really, she was twenty-three, a fact that made her indignant when mentioned.[/i]
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You really think it's just a lie? [i]Yes. Yes I do.[/i] Fine then. [b]They haven't noticed you yet.[/b]
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[i]She stopped a few feet away, clearing her throat.[/i]
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[b]The man with the binoculars looks at you, then slowly takes a revolver from its holster.[/b] [b]The second man, however, pulled a sword from a sheath on his back. [/b] State your business.
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[i]The woman raised her hands in a surrendering fashion.[/i] "That's what I was gonna ask you," [i]She said, frowning slightly.[/i] "Less rudely, of course."
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[b]The man sheaths his sword but the other keeps his gun raised.[/b] [i]Sorry. We're just scouting out-[/i] [b]He gets nudged by the other guy.[/b] [i]These mountains to see if it would be an okay place to stay. And personally, I think there could be a hotel here. Great view....[/i] [b]Your mind is swept into his voice, hearing only the voice.[/b]
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[i]a small pair of eyes goes unnoticed from within a snowy bush. Quincy slowly feeds several shotgun shells into his DryRot32.[/i]
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Did you hear that? [i]Hear what?[/i] ....Nothin'. [b]They go back to watching the fight.[/b]