originally posted in:The New Dojo
[b][i]The Water Rose[/i][/b]
[b][u]Dojoville[/u][/b]
[b]The sodden feet lay barefoot against the hard tile of the stone road, the rain soaking the skin thoroughly.[/b]
[b]She walked with no real goal, headed in no particular direction, exhaustion burdening her like her hunger... But that was no concern now.[/b]
[b]Her large umbrella covered her from the torrent's onslaught, and the long black veil that hung from the sides hid her from view.[/b]
[b]And just as it seemed that she would fall from exhaustion, she found slight relief in a bench. It had no cover, but she didn't mind. It was minor solace in a maelstrom.[/b]
[b]Her chest heaved slightly, her long breaths accompanied by the distant crack of thunder, and a spiderweb of lightning... So far from home. She wasn't sure where she was... All she knew is that she needed to keep going. A refugee...[/b]
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[b]Time seemed to pass, as she had seemingly drifted off into sleep, and as she awoke she realized that the storm had given way to a clear sky. Stars sparkled above and she let out a sigh of relief.[/b]
[b]With a click, she twisted her umbrella handle the veil around her raising up and vanishing inside the contraption, the umbrella folding away a moment later.[/b]
[b]And there sat the newest member of the dojo... A strikingly beautiful woman, of strange origin. She had light blue, almost pale skin like a ghost, dotted with black. And along her legs and arms were glowing lines, turquoise in hue. Then there was her hair... Oh her hair... Sunset red, like the falling leaves in autumn. The hair perfectly accompanied her eyes that shimmered like powerful fires, warm and kind. Her face was delicate and gentle, radiating life and joy. She wore a long black dress with a hood, which her hair was neatly folded into, as was a custom of her exotic species. Lastly, there was her crest, hung right above her forehead... Held in place by a metal rod, which also held her hair in place. Signaling her status in her society... Royalty... The rarest blossom of her kind.[/b]
[spoiler]https://i.imgur.com/A099tv7.jpg[/spoiler]
[b]But such radiance was diminished by her tired eyes and aching feet. She never wore shoes... So the hard trail had hurt them severely... But the rain had eased away the trial of blood.[/b]
[b]It was clear she was no fighter, her exposing attire and soft features making it very apparent... But she was no push over. For such a gentle disposition, she held a kind of strength, a raw passion... [/b]
[b]She was lost, she was tired... And maybe even a little hungry... But she didn't dare move. Yet, despite her exhaustion, she felt sleep elude her. She knew she needed some help.[/b]
[b]And so she sat, quiet on the bench, her hands folded neatly over her exposed stomach, watching the fireflies dance and parade as they celebrated the new fresh night... And the luminous maze of stars above.[/b]
[spoiler]Open! She could use some info for just a talk.[/spoiler]
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"Woah woah woah. What was that? Those little green lines from your fingers? Haven't seen anything like that since I had a tour in the Big Empty. Weird stuff there..." [b]I was genuinely confused. Learning new things by the second. Wasn't really my forte. Can't really take information all at once.[/b]
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[i]"Just something we all have... It's as natural as blinking or breathing."[/i] [b]She responded, clasping her hands together so that the lines burst all along her body in a brilliantly beautiful display.[/b]
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"That's... Super fûcking cool. All your people have it? Damn. That's awesome." [b]I was legitimately impressed. I'd never seen anything like it. Well, besides the Big Empty, but I've already mentioned that.[/b] "Yeah, I've got nothing special like that. Lest you count the weird pocket thing."
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[i]"I can't say I know what it is... But most human items are incredibly fascinating. Most even have a use."[/i] [b]In a way, they traded off, feeding each other generally useless, but interesting info. Chloe could appreciate the simple talk, and she could appreciate the fact that he had an impressive arsenal. She didn't carry much... But she knew a weapon when she saw one.[/b]
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[spoiler]Sorry, should've clarified, but the gecko is from mutated geckos that are huge.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Edited reply[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I said roasted gecko as in it's not the entire thing. It's just like a cut off of it. And I feel really bad about being this nitpicky.[/spoiler]
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[b]She hears a female voice nearby.[/b] "You're new...aren't you?"
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[b]She looked up towards the direction of the new voice, nodding quietly, her weariness not letting words pass from her lips.[/b]
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[b]The girl looks around, clearly searching for something.[/b] "Hmm...you know there are better places to take a nap, right?"
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[i]"Oh! I-I didn't plan on s-sleeping here."[/i] [b]She replied quietly, her voice shaky from exhaustion.[/b]
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"Well, it sure sounds like it. Come on, I'll show you a safer place."
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[b]She looked down at her feet, deep wounds and gashes running along the bottoms of each one. She frowned slightly and looked back up.[/b] [i]"I think I'll h-have to stay here awhile longer..."[/i]
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[b]The girl winces upon sight of the wounds.[/b] "You...wanna get those checked out?"
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[i]"I-I can't exactly move."[/i] [b]She remarks, knowing that immediate pain followed any action she tried to take.[/b]
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Sitting with her on the bench was a blonde human with a white jean jacket, and a black shirt underneath. There was also combat pants she had on, and some white converse sneakers. "So... what exactly are you? You like a Pokémon, or an Orokin." The woman looked at her.
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[i]"W-What...?"[/i] [b]She asked, her voice still weak from her journey, but she had no clue what either thing was.[/b] [i]"I d-don't understand w-what you mean..."[/i]
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*She realizes she got lost in her fascination and returned to her seriousness.* "Hey...you could call me Kara. Sorry for the...creepiness I might have done to you." She responds, weakly smiling, "Hey...you hungry?"
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[b]Her eyes burst to life in excitement, nodding eagerly. Food sounded great. She would have been polite, but her hunger and lack of rest had taken such thoughts away.[/b]
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Edited by A Stormy Dio: 10/4/2016 10:58:49 PM"Here...kept this from a cafe near here." Kara responded, giving her the broccoli cheddar soup she got, as well as some bread.
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[b]She took it hastily, her eyes full of gratitude, and despite her appetite, she still seemed to take small nibbles of food. Old habit... In a way, she was like a young toddler, new to the outside world... But perhaps that made her only more interesting.[/b]
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Kara started chuckling, as the young being reminded her of herself, as a toddler. "So...what's a cute thing like you doing here?" She asks, smiling at the being.
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[b]She blushed slightly, her cheeks filling with red at the mention of 'cute'.[/b] [b]She paused in her meal for a moment, looking up with her large eyes.[/b] [i]"Just.... Traveling."[/i]
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"Hm...then you can just call me a passing through treasure hunter." Kara replied, snapping her fingers at the woman.
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[i]"Well... I guess I already know your n-name... I'm Chloephina... C-Chloe for short."[/i] [b]Her stutter slowly began to fade as the food provided much needed energy.[/b]