originally posted in:The New Dojo
[i][u]Dead Bodies and Friendly Super Soldiers[/u][/i]
[i][u]Dojoville, 2:30 PM
Ren
Ella[/u][/i]
"EXCUSE ME! Ma'am!! Do you need help!?"
[i]For several hours now, Ren was actually fairly pissed about something.
She had been trying to do one thing without being suspicious, and here she was, dealing with [u]her.[/u][/i] [i]She didn't get it. Why was [u]she[/u][/i] [i]here in the first place?!
Clad in her typical outfit consisting of a olive green longcoat, right leather pants, and a buttoned up white shirt with a handkerchief protruding from the neckpiece, Ren looked rather classy. Her boots had been laced up tightly, while a leather glove hid away her left hand. The entirety of her right arm was cybernetic, the robotic joints and "muscle" moving with the clicks and whirs of gears within it. The duelist had no weapons: other than the grappling hook hidden away within her robotic hand. Her long, dirty blonde hair was braided back, although some of it remained in her coffee brown eyes.[/i]
[i]The only weapon that the duelist bore on her was her trademark silver and steel rapier, Finesse. The guard and tip had been shined, while the blade had been sharpened to the maximum. She didn't intend on using it not. In fact, she didn't intend on using the weapon at all. Both of her hands were tightened on a rather large coffin, at least six foot five inches long and three feet wide, made of wood with a steel cross on the top. Ren was clearly struggling as she pulled it through Dojoville, ignoring the strange looks and murmurs surrounding her.
Then of course, she heard that oh-so familair voice.[/i]
[i]Suddenly, a young girl, looking as if she was only sixteen and standing at five foot five, appeared beside the duelist as she pulled the coffin, a wide grin on her smooth, slightly tanned face. The girl had high yet shallow cheekbones, her face angular and thin. Her unrealistically bright blue eyes were aimed right towards Ren'd face, while bright purple hair fell from her head, although it ended at her neck. The girl was wearing a carbon fiber skin-right suit for...armor? Who knew, for it also had several childish stickers upon it, some consisting of elephants and teddy bears, of all things. Her skin seemed to be thicker, although she wasn't fat. She wasn't skinny, either. A futuristic submachine gun rested at her side, while her right gauntlet had some sort of wrist-mounted gun on it. A three foot five inch long black carbon katana rested on her back, with words engraved into the blade of the weapon, while leather was wrapped upon the handle.
The French woman, or Ren, only stared upon the girl with a frown.[/i] "Ella...I am busy at the moment.."
"Oh, but I want to help!" [i]"Ella" yelled rather loudly to Ren's immediate disliking, as bystanders were drawn by her yelling and noticed the coffin being pulled by the duelist. In response, Ren simply groaned and allowed Ella to at least follow her, while she began to make her way to the L.I.M.B Clinic.[/i]
(Open. Intro for Ella!)
English
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"Is that who's in this coffin then?" Leone said, crossing his arms while One continued to carry the coffin with Ren. He looked around him for a moment. "Did you know Isaac very well?"
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"No. Isaac is already buried. This one...someone [u]I[/u] knew." [i]Ren replied while Ella simply silently followed, for she had known Isaac for...her entire life, really. As for the person within the coffin..[/i] "Ailanna Eizel, former battalion commander of the Frozen Legion of Dalorv. Head caved in by a sword."
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"I'm sorry for your loss, and wow..this Ailanna got a pretty brutal death. Are we bringing her to be buried or what?" Leone asked, his Stand, One looked down at the coffin now. But since Leone was looking where he was going he tripped and fell on his ass. "Dangit that hurt.. " He said, limiting himself from cursing in front of Ella was torturous to him. Getting up quickly he dusted himself off and continued walking.
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"Oh, that's not the worst part. Well..it sorta is, but..he body was left in a scorching desert out in the middle of nowhere. Right arm was sliced off. Off course, it's not like her murderer got away without a scratch. He got away with no limbs, from what I've heard." [i]Ren only chuckled slightly, before continuing.[/i] "I plan on bringing her back to life. Seems impossible...but I've heard of worst happening to people."
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"Wow..My Stand here can only restore things to a previous state, sadly it can't bring back the dead though I can't help with that." Leone said truthfully, he was indeed blessed with such a unique ability. "I can actually show it in person if you want me to."
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"Huh..I guess, if you really want t-" "SURE!!" [i]Ella suddenly yelled out from behind, as she began making her way closer to Leone. She seemed as if she was ready to literally lunge at him.[/i]
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"Alright." Leone said, reaching into his pocket for something. His phone. "No gimmicks or trickery here. Just my phone which I treasure very much." One held a hand out and the coffin slightly lowered itself. Leone handed One the phone and it proceeded to crush it with its own fist. Then a yellowish particle aura surrounded the phone as it reverted back to a previous state good as new. Leone grabbed the phone and pocketed it. "That's the ability of mine...nothing too special but it works on other things like people too."
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"Interesti-" "THAT'S SO COOL." [i]Ella was too enthusiastic, to say the least. Then again, she was a seventeen year old girl that was new to the world and was always used to people being nice to her. Ella figured that she ought to do the same, except..she went a little more extreme with her niceness.[/i]
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*Mortar hears the voice of Ella, and, while looking at everything around him, including Ren, he makes his way towards her* Ella!
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"Mortar!" [i]Ella grinned wildly as she suddenly sprinted towards Mortar, propelling herself up and tackling him in a hug.[/i] "Mortar, it's been such a long time!! Where have you been?! You've GOT to tell me!"
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*Mortar hugs her back, a smile on his unchanged face* I've been here most of the time. How bout you?
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"Oh, just got here! Got back from Isaac's...funeral." [i]At the mere mention of her creator, Isaac, Ella's tone and voice changed drastically. For a moment, she stared out into nothingness, while muttering [/i] "...Isaac." [i]over and over. Something was wrong.[/i]
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*Mortar seems to sadden too, and he stands next to her, wrapping an arm around her* It's okay Ella. He was a good man, and he'll be missed
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Edited by Orn: 10/15/2016 1:23:21 PM[i]In response, Ella only hugged Mortar, placing her head into his shoulder as she fell silent. Ren simply stood in the back, silently watching the two. After a moment, Ella broke away, smiling up at Mortar a little.[/i] "...So, uh.."
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So... Who's your friend here? *He turns to Ren, and nods, smiling* Hello there.
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[i]The duelist Ren smiled slightly, before bowing towards Mortar in a proper manner. After rising, she spoke with a slight French accent.[/i] "[b]Bonjour.[/b] I am Ren, it's good to meet you. You are one with the Dojo?"
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Yes, I am. Do you have an interest in joining? *He smiles as she bows. Finally, someone who bothers to show some class*
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"Already within it, thank you. As for El-" "I WOULD LOVE TO JOIN!!!" [i]Ella began hopping up and down out of excitement. Funny. She had gone from grieving to absolutely jolly.[/i]
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Well We'd love to have someone like you in the Dojo. Perfect place for the happiest person I know. *He doesn't stop smiling as he places an arm around her shoulders*
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"Yay! Is there a test that I have to past in order to get in? Like a...math test? I'm not good at math, ugh." [i]Ella had heard about a "testing process". She didn't exactly know what it was..[/i]
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Actually, since the reforms, there is no test. You can join with no problems
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[i]The young girl's face literally lit up with joy.[/i] "YES!! Thank you! Thank you so much!!" [i]She then proceeded to tackle Mortar in a hug, giggling softly as she did so. Ella was...legitimately happy.[/i]
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*Mortar embraces Ella as well.* Just promise me one thing Ella. Never grow up
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"Okay!! I won't!" [i]Ella would actually try her hardest to not grow up from this point forward. As a writer, I have to remember this. Lmao.[/i]
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*Mortar may have permanently screwed her up, but he doesn't think of it at the moment as he hugs her a little* Let me show you to your quarters.