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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/4/2016 12:45:38 AM
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[b]And there I was, yet again, eying up those crimson bastards across the way. My rifle would punch through them like paper. One bullet, one of their best soldiers, dead. Easiest thing I'd do all day. I wanted them dead, I really did, but what would they do to the Dojo? Probably ravage a fair bit of it, considering their numbers. They'd lose, for sure, but how many would die before they did? Better question was, why should I care? I barely knew any of them, besides Olivia, and even then, I don't know her that much. But what about all the innocents that would be killed? That was what was stopping me from blowing that asshole's head clean off. I sigh as I put my rifle away, right beside the other one, on my back.
I walked back to my chair, right on the edge of the Dojo. I took my helmet off again, and set it beside the chair. I sat there, soaking in the sun, and I enjoyed the afternoon.[/b]
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"What do I think about Grant?" [i]Olivia sighed, her tone becoming tragically low and yet serious. One could tell that she was being somewhat sarcastic however.[/i] "He's a complete asshole. He hates everyone. And he smells bad." [i]A chuckle escaped her mouth after a moment.[/i] "But seriously, he's cool. Seems like a good guy to hang around with."
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[b]Alice bursts into laughter, and Grant chuckles.[/b] Grant: "Well, thanks Olivia. Most of the troops a k home think I'm a hard-ass. I'm really hard on the new recruits. I want them to turn out good, maybe a Ranger, or First Recon." Alice: "Damn straight you're hard on 'em! You beat the shit out of Jenkins!" Grant: "Yeah... Not my proudest moment."
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"There was probably a good reason. Probably." [i]The knightess sighed happily, leaning back in her chair and wiping several strands of red hair out of her eyes before she crossed her arms, simply going silent to watch the view.[/i]
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"There wasn't, really. Just... Lost my cool. For the first time in my military career, I lost my cool. Just can't stand the guy." [b]Grant does the same for a minute, then looks over at Olivia.[/b] "Do ya drink alcohol, Olivia?"
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"...Not old enough, but...yeah, I have." [i]Olivia secretly hoped that Grant wouldn't snap about her use of alcohol in the past. Hopefully, he wouldn't. She wasn't in the mood for a rant.[/i]
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[b]Grant chuckles.[/b] "How old are you, anyways? You look like an adult."
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"...Eighteen. Surprise." [i]Olivia sighed, her arms crossed and eyes closed as if she expected one hell of a rant to occur.[/i]
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[b]This only causes Grant to chuckle more.[/b] "I ain't gonna get on you about it. Alice over there was drinking when she was 17."
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"Oh. Oh...thanks. Yeah, Dad would be PISSED if he heard about me drinking..." [i]She chuckled nervously, beginning to speak a little more.[/i] "I've had some beer, and a little bit of whiskey, of all things. It's nice, though I never get drunk."
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"Oh, I've gotten completely shitfaced on some Vodka before. Used to be able to slam bottles before. Those were the days, before I was a Ranger. Fun times. Well... The Vodka might've been laced with Jet, but that's besides the point."
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"Hmm. Ought to try vodka or something like that...ooh, maybe moonshine? I dunno. You got any drinks?" [i]She chuckled happily, closing her electric yellow eyes and sighing.[/i]
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"Do I have any drinks? Does the Legion shit its pants when it sees the Rangers coming? The answer is yes. I have lots of drinks. Vodka, moonshine, wine, scotch, beer, whiskey, jake juice, you name it."
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"...Mind getting me some beer? I don't care what kind, just...I need a drink."[i] Olivia chuckled at her own request, as it sounded funny to her that she was asking for an alcohol beverage. Ornstein would lose it if he found out.[/i]
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"Kid, it would be my pleasure. Just don't go asking me for any Jet, and we'll be fine." [b]I pull a beer from out of my coat, I can do stuff like that thanks to my Pip-Boy. I hand it to her.[/b]
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"Yeah, thanks." [i]Olivia only reached to take it, nodding towards the Ranger as she popped the cap off of the bottle. She immediately chugged down a bit, sighing as if relieved that she had a drink.[/i] "So uh...On to more serious matters now...There's still that damn Vileblood running amok."
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"Yeah, I'm working on organizing a hunt. Almost everyone wants her dead. Hell, even the Legion wants her dead, and the NCR and Legion don't usually have a mutual enemy, not since House on the New Vegas Strip." [b]I pull a bottle of whiskey from my coat as well, and open it. I begin to drink.[/b]
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"Damn. Let's see...murdered citizens of Dojoville, an NCR Ranger, a clone higher up or something, attempted murder on some Dight guy named Royal...Vileblood, by the way." [i]Olivia sighed, as she was actually wanting to hunt Irina down as well. She would definitely join, alongside Daniel.[/i]
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"It's planned for tomorrow. Come if you want. We probably have enough people anyways, but extra firepower is welcomed. No kill like overkill, am I right?" Alice: "Yeah. You're right."
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"She is a Vileblood...she deserves it, to tell the truth." [i]Sickly chuckling, Olivia took another swig of alcohol, chuckling a tad bit afterwards. She closed her eyes, yawning a little.[/i] "Damn. Mind if I take a nap here? Heh."
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"Go on ahead. Not like I could stop you. Even if I wanted to, pretty sure you could take my head off before I could get a word out."
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[b]You feel a blade press into your shoulder, and a dark, sleepy feeling washes over you.[/b] Sleep now, child...
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"What in the goddamn? Wh-" [b]I yawn.[/b] "What the hell..?" [b]I almost doze off, my eyes closing... Who the hell was this person?[/b]
