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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/7/2016 12:02:39 AM
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*The VTOL lifts off, cloaking when it flew in near proximity of the Dojo. Once it did, it went at its top speed, traveling to its destination.*
One of the men looked up to you and asked, "Is it true? About the massacre at the Dojo? And of all the things you did?" He asked, getting out a pencil and a small loose leaf paper.
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[i]Irina sighed, nodding as her eyes were closed. She had sheathed her weapons, and her gloved hands were waiting in her laps. A test? Great. She would answer the questions truthfully, there was no point in lying.[/i]
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"No, no. I don't want any type of fight. I simply asked if that was true." The soldier replied, as they flew over the Byoki Desert.
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[i]She opened one eye, and a smile slowly crept upon her pale face. Irina only nodded towards the questioner, wiping a piece of hair out of her light blue eyes as she sat up straight.[/i]
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The man smiled back, probably realizing it was a yes. "The leader will like you. The Immortals...they'll like you quite a lot." The soldier replies, as they start flying into the Ollimand continent. "We are almost here. 10 more minutes." Says the pilot.
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[i]Only smiling at the comments made by the man, Irina stared out at the land underneath them, crossing her legs in a waiting position. Being aligned with a group dedicated against the Dojo would be useful. Perhaps she could call upon them in a time of need? She didn't know.[/i]
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*The VTOL landed in a Greek like city, specifically in some sort of manor's private helipad, as some soldiers walk up to Irina, nodding to her and asking to follow. Drones and soldiers alike were everywhere, weapons and rockets being tested.*
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[i]Irina only responded with nodding back, leaving the VTOL and following the soldiers silently. She couldn't screw up now, as if she did...even she would have trouble getting out of here, assuming that she could live. She stared at the weaponry being tested by the soldiers, a slow, savage grin forming on her pale face.[/i]
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*There was a surplus of weaponry; machine guns, auto pistols, a few energy weapons here and there; even some anti-land RPG's laid there, as they walked into the manor, a closed door being guarded by multiple grunts carrying SMGs*
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[i]Irina's slightly disturbing grin grew even more as she inspected the weapons while following the soldiers, her thin hands hiding within the pockets of her coat. In all honesty, she was loving her arrival to this place already. Perhaps she could negotiate an alliance between the ones who brought her here and Cainhurst...[/i]
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*She hears the guards talking in Chinese, most likely about the Vileblood's arrival, before the guards open the door, letting her in. In there, was someone who seemed to have a cybernetic arm, along with black hair, now loose. She was wearing a sparkling red dress, most likely for such occasion, as she smiles at Irina, a magnum embroiled with golden dragons in her hand.* "Welcome, Irina. Please, we shall have a dinner whilst we talk." She says, motioning her to a massive table with over 80 different kinds of foods.
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[i]The Vileblood's eyes widened at the table, and she only bowed deeply towards the woman with the revolver. After rising up from her gesture, Irina made her way towards the table, sitting down and immediately getting spaghetti with bread, alongside a glass of wine. Irina had some Italian roots, although she was born in Yharnam, so the choice of food may have made sense. [/i]
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*She chuckled, watching the Vileblood. She turns her head to the other soldier there.* "Leave us be." She says *The soldier leaves, leaving the two in the room, as she immediately walks over to the Vileblood, a glass of wine in her hand.*
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[i]Irina only looked up at the approaching woman, politely eating her food silently. She had gotten used to eating without a tongue, especially eating spaghetti. After swallowing (no jokes. Pls.), she stared quietly at the approaching woman, a smile crossing her face.[/i]
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"Irina...of the last Vileblood? I see that you're mute and all...perhaps we may change that." She says, sitting down next to her, sipping her wine and snatching some rye bread. "So..." she says, passing a notepad and paper, "Do you hate the Dojo as much as I do?"
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[i]For a moment, Irina's eyes widened, before she nodded slowly. Indeed, she hated the Dojo, yet she hadn't slaughtered the inhabitants of the place just yet. She was outnumbered severely, and the Dojo was known for...bad things.[/i]
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"I can see that look in your eyes...we can give you back as much as we can. Your tongue. Your voice. We could bring it back. All you need...is to help us." She replies, offering her cybernetic hand. "This is the future; a future where we wipe the slate clean, and we are the architects of the Dojo's destruction... we have millions of troops at our side. All you need to do...is join us."
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[i]Irina grinned before taking the cybernetic hand with her own hand, which was hidden away by her leather gauntlet. She nodded towards the woman, signifying that she would assist her and her troops whenever the time arose.[/i]
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"Good...now...enjoy. I have plans to visit the Dojo myself...as a...fighter. You'll see me around. Enjoy the rest of your food. Rest here. When you're ready, I'll prepare a VTOL for the both of us to return." She replies, grabbing some more food.
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Edited by Orn: 10/8/2016 12:56:50 AM[i]Irina nodded silently, still grinning as she began finishing the spaghetti on her plate. Some time later, she cleaned her mouth off with a small white cloth on the table (Her mouth wasn't even dirty from eating. Irina just did it because she could, plus she was serious about how she looked.), and began looking towards the woman as if she was waiting to be escorted to a room or something of the sort, or maybe back to the Dojo. She had also finished her wine, yet wasn't drunk at all.[/i]
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*She leans on a wall, waiting for her.* "Well...do you want some time to explore New Ilios? Or do you want to go back to the Dojo?" She asked, seemingly changed completely, from her dress to some sort of combat gear, with a tattered cloak surrounding her. Irina would be able to see a katana sheath, and the magnum from earlier.
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[i]Irina only nodded silently to the first option. She wanted to explore this new location, and get used to the home of the ones that she was now working with. The slight grin was still on her face as she nodded, showing...joy?[/i]
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*She simply knew that they were one step closer to redemption, as she motions her to the door.* "Some of the most exotic offerings that were sought after are being traded here at this second. Enjoy yourself; I left you a comfy room in the manor if you need some rest. Here's some yen, " she says, before giving Irina the equivalent of $200,000 in yen, the currency of the Immortal's territory. "Now...enjoy yourself out here." She says, opening the main doors to the city below, the fresh smell of the sea being swept in, as the sounds of parties, and overall weapons were being heard down there, most likely out of partying.
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[i]Her light blue eyes darting towards the sounds of celebration and cheering, the grin on Irina's face did not subside, but she could draw differences between Cainhurst and New Ilios. The Immortal's city was vast, not very secluded, and was full of people, while Cainhurst was a truly dark place. Nodding toward the woman once again, Irina performed another bow before setting out, humming a slight tune quietly. She was truly happy, to see these people like this, and as enemies of the Dojo. It strangely gave her...hope. [/i]
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Edited by A Stormy Dio: 10/8/2016 12:48:19 PM*Thousands of people and children alike were celebrating, mostly because of either the Vileblood's arrival or...just because. Some were drowning in beer, some brought their ladies along as they conversated, children were stuffing their faces, painting the nearby drones, or playing some nearby soccer. Others were shootings their guns (and even rockets) into the air, or shooting in the ranges.* *One drunk guy falls unconscious on the floor in front of Irina, most likely from the amount of booze he drank. Some were conversing about Black-Market deals from all over Tatakai.*
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[i]Only looking down at the man in front of her, Irina knew that she had to be somewhat civilized while she spent her time here. Of course she would. Of this was the Dojo, she'd step on the man, but her, she'd assist him. And she did just that. The Vileblood leaned down to lift him from the ground (considering her height and strength, that was actually somewhat possible), and patted him on the back before continuing to stroll down the street, silently smiling at the scenes of celebration.[/i]
