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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/12/2016 1:39:05 AM
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"There's a whole wing dedicated to rooms. From what I hear, they decorate themselves according to the owner's wishes."
[i] They walked through the streets until they came to a wing of the Dojo, that led to rows and rows of rooms. Finding two together that didn't have any names on them, Desmond nodded in approval. He'd be nothing short of next door if something happened. [/i]
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[i]"Seems... Modest. I like it."[/i] [b]Chloe was far beyond tired of the extravagant citadels and the rooms of her home... This... This was much better.[/b] [i]"Well... I guess that makes the journey all the more... Simple..."[/i]
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[i] Desmond scoffed but didn't say anything. Right when you thought things were simple, shit got complicated.[/i] "I'm right here. Yell if you need anything." [i] That's if she could wake him up from the coma he was about to be in after three days of no sleep. [/i]
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[i]"Then... Until we speak again..."[/i] [b]She gave a warm smile and slight bow, padding to the door and twisting the handle to peep inside, slipping in a moment later and disappearing into the room.[/b]
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[i] He nodded to her and retreated into his own room, door shutting silently.[/i] (End.)
