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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/7/2016 2:51:43 AM
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[b]A woman sat in the middle of the Dojo, snatching at the air, at seemingly nothing. Her red hair swayed back and forth as she snatched at the air. Her eyes were a little glazed over in her drug-fueled haze, but maintained their redness. She wore a white, sleeveless shirt, and black shorts. Grenades jangled at her waist, attached by seemingly nothing. She looked a little... Insane, frankly. That, or drugged out of her mind. Probably both.[/b]
[spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]
English
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(Sitting on the bench, the man facepalms and rubs his temples) "Not her again again"
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[b]Despite her highness, Frisky still heard this, and turns to him.[/b] "What do you mean by that? We've never met."
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(The man freezes) "I was referring to..." (He searches for someone annoying in the streets) "Someone else"
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"Noooooo you weren't. I'm high, not dumb."
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(The man frowns) "You're both high [i]and[/i] dumb"
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"Hey! That's not very nice! What did I ever do to you?"
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"Well, you're definitely help high, and you have to be dumb to be high, so..." (The man seemed fine with sacrificing standing with this woman then returning to the original point of conversation)
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"Nuh-Uh! I'm just addicted! I'm not stupid! There's a difference!"
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"The difference between sand and silt"
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"Silt is what is left behind when a river floods, it makes very good farmland. Sand is silica. Silt is not."
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"Being dumb is having an underdeveloped brain. Being addicted is simply he lack of a brain at all.
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"That's not how that works in the slightest!"
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"And I suppose [i]you[/i] are going to tell me how it works?"
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"I could, but I don't wanna."
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"Good."
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Are you stoned? [b]Garin stands over her, looking at her with a frown.[/b]
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"Yuuuuup! The better question would be, when am I not stoned? The answer to that would also be never!"
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Hehe. [b]He sits down beside her, opens his mouth to say something, then stops.[/b]
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[b]Frisky looks from her invisible insect-catching, over at him.[/b] "Were you gonna say something?"
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Nothing.
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[i]Only watching her silently was a six foot three foot tall woman, with long, light blonde hair, which was tied back in a long ponytail and hanging behind her back, her face strikingly pale, with high cheekbones and a small nose. The woman had crystal-like eyes, which stared eerily towards Frisky, although she seemed rather confused. The garb she wore consisted of a tricorne hat with a pure white pigeon feather protruding from the back, alongside a light dark grey long coat with a bloodied shirt and a handkerchief protruding from the neckpiece. The woman's gloves were buttoned together, while her boots were laced up. Some would know this woman as murder. Traitor. [u]Vileblood.[/u][/i] [i]Irina.[/i]
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[b]She realized quickly that the woman was staring at her, and half walked, half crawled over to her. She was very blatantly stoned off her gourd, as usual. She looked very happy, a huge smile on her face.[/b] "Hi there! I know who you are! Almost everybody hates you! Not me, though! I don't judge for mass murder! Unless I'm in that murder, then I judge. It's nice to finally meecha!"
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[i]Irina immediately squinted her eyes, now legitimately confused. She took a couple of steps back, and while she wasn't exactly armed...well, she was good with her fists. It wasn't like she could converse back with Frisky or tell her to back off, she was mute. So Irina wasn't gonna have too much of a good time, or at least, she thought she wouldn't.[/i]
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"Oh wait! I forgot! You can't talk! Hold on! I can do something..." [b]She pulls a notepad and pen from seemingly nowhere, and holds it out for Irina to take. She was determined to talk to her.[/b]
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[i]Irina took it slowly, alongside the pen, and simply stared at it for a moment before beginning to write. She held out the paper for Frisky to see.[/i] [b]Who are you? What do you want with me?[/b] [i]A look of anger was across Irina's face, as she was getting slightly angry at this...woman. Mostly because she was annoying, mostly because she didn't have time for this.[/i]
