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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/14/2016 3:06:57 AM
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The clinic I described in replies for the actual thread, you can read it there. JT smiled as he felt the open breeze of the air hit him as it had only been, like, six hours since the body was sent over, and so JT approached his black Jeep Wrangler and entered the drivers seat, as he waited on Theta.
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[i]Theta smiled, breathing in the fresh air as she hopped into the passenger seat of the jeep, looking around. Turning towards JT, she buckled up.[/i] "Don't mind me asking, but where are we headed to?" [i]She asked, her tone curious.[/i]
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"GPS found the fûcker we're chasing," JT responded as he pointed to the GPS on his dashboard which displayed the Aviator's location, police databases and other such things had gotten a location on his face to cross-re- Some complicated yet logical shit went into it. ((Where dat boi at?))
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"... explain to me why we're chasing somebody that just killed a criminal?" [i]Theta, of course, didn't mind chasing after a guy that had killed her, but didn't really understand completely why JT would help a Bloodsucker like her, even go so far to track down the person that had killed her.[/i] ((A plateau in the dojo mountains, training his ass off, as usual.))
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"I got bored and was hoping that I'd be meeting some nice vigilante woman who'd like to relax and stuff for the evening," and when JT said that he literally meant relax. And so he started driving to the mountain ranges, displeased that it was a male yet equally as pleased that he had something to do for the day. "And I got bored."
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"Okay, good enough reason for me," [i]Theta said, shrugging. The mountains were quite the sights to behold, and before long they had arrived at the plateau, inhabited by a single man, with sand bags tied firmly to his calves and arms, running straight sprints, back and forth, nonstop.[/i]
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"Alright, here he is," JT said as he reached just under his seat and grabbed what looked to be an M45A1 pistol, the modern day version of the M1911. He checked the magazine and offered it to Theta as a safety precaution. "Need a piece?"
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[i]Theta nodded, taking the pistol, and slowly beginning to open the car door.[/i] "Hm, maybe he [i]won't[/i] attack me," [i]Theta suggested hopefully, yet she doubted it.[/i]
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JT on the other hand, he was prepared fir hell. All he needed was the revolver at his hip and the strange, ornate dagger that rested on the left side of his belt and when he got out of the car, he started walking over to the man. "Excuse me, yeah, $1.50 ninja, we gotta talk."
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[i]Zach stopped his nonstop sprints, turning and looking at the cowboy, then at his companion. He sighed, throwing his arms up into the air.[/i] "Oh, goody... weren't you the person I killed last night? Why're you alive?" [i]Theta blushed, remembering the night before perfectly fine. Looking away from Zach, she glanced briefly at the cowboy, silently asking if she should tell him. Zach sighed, face-palming.[/i] "Well, I mean, that's great and all, that you're alive and stuff, but would you kindly refrain from freaking me out by suddenly ceasing corporeal form and turning into ghost? In case you're able to that. Which you shouldn't."
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JT only stepped forwards and put the left hand on the hilt of his dagger as the blackened fingers wrapped around the hilt of his blade, and his other hand hovered gently over the revolver at his hip. It was a Colt Anaconda, .44 double action revolver, and definitely one of JT's favourites. And unfortunately for Theta, JT saw the thoughts and remembering of the night before as his nanite was still looking at the screen, though he hoped the woman would fess up and say rather than have him confront. "You shoot a woman and don't even have the common courtesy to bang her first? That's a class-A idiot move, kid."
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"Hey." [i]Zach raised his hands, raising his eyebrows along with them.[/i] "I ain't doing my first time with somebody I'm planning to shoot and ah—you told him?" [i]He said surprisingly, looking over at Theta, who blushed redder than a tomato, looking away. [/i] "No, I didn't tell him, but... well, he figured out anyway—why does this even matter? You're surrounded by two guns, may as well give up." [i]Zach made a sad whistling tune, keeping his hands raised in surrender.[/i] "Yeah. I give up. Take me away, lock me up, and torture me till the end of time!" [i]He exclaimed jokingly, mimicking a damsel in distress. He was... quite the weird one, just like his writer.[/i]
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"Oh shut the fúck up." JT was never one to calmly carry out a mission, and so he drew his revolver with the speed that rivalled a lightning bolt mid strike. He pulled his revolver, aimed it to the left knee of Zach, bit he withstood from pulling the trigger. No, JT was a better man than that, and he lowered the gun and walked back to the car, but not before whispering to Theta. "Twenty minutes. Kill him, fúck him, do whatever. I'll wait." And so he went back and sat in the Jeep to let Theta do what she wished with the man. It wasn't his call, it was hers.
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[i]Theta grinned maniacally, and sprinted up to Zach, throwing a punch at his jaw, but Zach was faster than her; he dodged, his hands still raised.[/i] "Hey. Come on. We can talk about this—" [i]He was cut off by Theta slamming into his slender chest, knocking Zach to the ground, and she torn between finishing what they were going to do the night before or just beat the shit out of Zach, who really didn't mind either. [/i] "No, but really, Miss Mafia. We could negotiate something. You're alive, first of all, meaning I no longer need to lose sleep because of nightmares of your ghost haunting me, and—" [i]Once again cut off by a punch to the jaw, Theta growled at Zach, who just sighed after yelping in pain.[/i] "You shoot me, and expect me to negotiate?" [i]Theta cackled, and punched Zach again, who didn't even raise a finger.[/i] "Well, actually, I didn't expect anything after shooting you—" [i]Another punch. Really, Zach was just trying to get a laugh out of the so-serious Theta; in truth he had nothing to live for, nothing to die for, and so he could willingly throw his life around like a bouncy ball.[/i]
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JT's issue never existed with Zach, instead he was only here now because Theta needed a ride. Not really all that much else that I can write here.
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"Okay, seriously, cut it out—" [i]Zach said, before another punch shut his mouth. Finally, Theta pressed the barrel of the pistol to Zach's chest just like he had done to her the night before, her bright green eyes filled with anger and dislike. Zach sighed, accepting death; he never did anything useful with his short life, anyways, most disliked him, and finally, he would be killed for trying to be the good guy. His bright blue eyes gazed into Theta's green ones, their eyes locking together for a brief moment, and the corners of Zach's lips turned up in a genuine smile.[/i] "Any final words?" [i]Theta asked, kind enough to deliver the man's last words, unlike he was to her. But the man simply shook his head—he never grew close enough to anybody to have anything to tell anybody. And so, his last words were only one:[/i] "Farewell." [i]The trigger of the pistol was pulled, and the resounding gunshot echoed through the mountains as blood stained Zach's white shirt, his blue eyes now lifeless, his heart having stopped.[/i]
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JT didn't know him nor did hr care for him, which was kind of funny considering he was generally regarded as a kind and caring man in the eyes of most people he knew at the Dojo. This though, this was not leisure and interaction time, this was work and JT had left a task to Theta. He just hoped she made the right move in the Detective's eyes.
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[i]Theta turned around, and walked back to the jeep, throwing the pistol into the car and buckling up, staring straight ahead out of the car's windshield, sitting in complete silence.[/i]
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JT knew that along the line somewhere, somehow, he -blam!-ed up incredibly badly. So he drove the woman away from the mountains and after a few moments of silence, he sprang a question. "Where do you want me to drop you off?"
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[i]Theta blinked.[/i] "Drop me off? You're gonna abandon me somewhere?" [i]Yeah, she'd been having a bad week; taken advantage of, murdered, brought back to life, then committed murder, but she definitely didn't expect being abandoned in the middle of nowhere by the person who revived her:[/i]
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"No, god no, just assumed you had a house or someplace I could bring you," JT honestly replied as he kept his eyes tot he road ahead. He didn't know if Theta had any house, a car, anything even remotely of that sort so he had to assume that she did as an adult woman. "Unless you're staying at my place? I have a spare room or two."
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"The only place I've got is the same place where I died," [i]Theta murmured, looking away from the cowboy. She looked a little... disappointed, and who knows why.[/i] "I assume you know where that is?"
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"Yeah. You sure it's safe there?" JT decided that using his little advantage card in this scenario would be quite helpful to him. And so he allowed his right eye to deactivate which turned off the depth perception JT had, in favour of looking at the monitor and reading her thoughts to see why she was angered.
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[i]In Theta's thoughts, it appeared as though she was disappointed because she thought that the job JT was going to offer her would give her an excuse to stay away from the Bloodsuckers, and hell, maybe even a friend outside of the Mafia. But it was clear to her that the cowboy was just going to drop her off and probably never see her again, and she tried not to care. Out loud, she said:[/i] "Yeah, I'm pretty sure it's safe, just have to avoid big parties."
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"Yeah, seems about right." JT wasn't planning on just letting her slip through the cracks, as he was legitimately planning to befriend the woman known as Theta, and was just giving her some time to think about what just happened so she could relax. Hell, JT went through a similar thing when he was young and still in his home city. "Hey, call me in the morning alright? We cen grab a coffee, maybe get you started around the clinic if you want."
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[i]Theta's face brightened a little, and smiled slightly, nodding, however her eyes didn't leave the road as she waited for them to arrive back at the dojo.[/i]
