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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/4/2016 6:12:24 AM
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[b]He didn't say anything either, simply sat there.
He took off his helmet, showing a old face. Wrinkles and scars all over it as he looked at the girl.
He smiled a toothy grin and one would immediately notice his missing front tooth.
He looked forward, keeping the stupid grin [/b]
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[b]She returned the smile, enjoying the silent company. The man was unorthodox, but she preferred that... She was too...[/b] [b]For some time she said nothing, only the chiropractor big of crickets breaking the silence, but eventually she found the strength to talk.[/b] [i]"I-Its a nice n-night tonight."[/i] [b]She stuttered, her weariness still shaking her voice.[/b]
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[b]The man looked up at the sky, taking in the night. [/b] "Very much so."
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[i]"D-Do you have a-a n-name?"[/i] [b]She asked, her lyrical voice carried only so softly on the air. She wasn't a loquacious person to begin with, but her current state wasn't helping.[/b]
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[b]He actually sighs at the question.[/b] "When you're old like me dear, names don't matter."
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[b]She merely nodded in acceptance. Who was she to disagree?[/b] [i]"T-Then something t-to call you?"[/i]
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"Varan. It's what I was called... Many years ago." [b]He looks down at the ground then up again [/b] "And yours?"
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[i]"Chloephina..."[/i] [b]She muses, her eyes trailing back to the fireflies.[/b] [i]"C-Chloe works too."[/i]
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"Beautiful name." [b]He looked up once more, eyeing the stars [/b]
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[i]"T-Thank you."[/i] [b]She whispered, her head hanging, eyes blinking slowly.[/b]
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"You're welcome." [b]After that he fell silent, simply thinking [/b]
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[b]She wanted to ask more, but she found her questions lost in the back of her mind... Which didn't bother her. His company was nice... And a friendly face was always welcomed.[/b]
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[b]The man's thoughts were all over the place, he couldn't really focus on anything. He was to old to care at this point. He loved the silence. There wasn't much of it recently. [/b]
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[b]She looked at him for a moment, thinking of where he could be from... Humans were mostly new to her. Her species was... Buried in solitude.[/b]
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[b]The man didn't have any distinguishing features to tell where he was from. But gave am answer as if he knew [/b] "Ohru."
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[b]She merely nodded, understanding him completely. The simple minds were often the best.[/b] [i]"Elunove."[/i] [b]She responded.[/b]
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[b]He nodded as well, not wanting to ask more. He had heard stories though most were just that, stories [/b]
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[i]"H-How old are you...?"[/i] [b]She asked abruptly, not meaning to be rude, rather she was just very curious.[/b]
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"By human age, I amount to around sixty-six."
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[i]"That's still young..."[/i] [b]She mused, knowing the human capacity to live, and incredible will power was able to sustain a life for many years... Desmond had shown such.[/b]
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"I said by human age. My Ohru age, I'm about 178. With some of the longest living only reaching 180 at most."
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[b]She blinked in surprise and gave him a worried look. He was nice, and the thought of death always scared her.[/b] [i]"You must b-be special then."[/i]
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"Special? Far from it. Strong willed? Maybe... But the war did this to me."
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[i]"Well... I think you are nice... You don't deserve war."[/i] [b]She remarked, the slight rest giving her enough time to recover her voice fully.[/b] [b]She looked upon the man fondly, his company doing a great deal to ease her mind.[/b]
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"Ah my dear. If only life saw it as such"
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[i]"Well... You deserve a good life."[/i]
