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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/14/2016 8:23:41 PM
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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]
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JT kept either of his eyes on the long road ahead for the rest of the journey, which was maybe another five minutes. When he pulled up to the gates of the Dojo, he parked the car and stepped out as he grabbed a brown bag, and walked to Theta's side of the door. The window rolled down due to JT having a nanite push it, before he spoke. "There is fifty thousand dollars in this bag in thousand dollar bills, Tatakai money. Get yourself a different apartment so nobody tries to off you, or at least some armour."
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[i]Theta smiled, taking the money, and getting out of the car. She thought that she didn't really need a new apartment; only three people knew of her identity as a Godfather, one was the Primal Bloodsucker, one was dead, and one was JT. And so she walked towards her apartment door, turning to look at JT.[/i] "Thanks for... everything," [i]She said, unsure of how to react of somebody she didn't even know all that well reviving her, giving her a ride, then giving her fifty thousand dollars.[/i]
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"No problem, uhh... Come to think of it, I never got your name?" It was funny, JT only knew her as Theta after one conversation with Jerven, and he needed to get that confirmed.
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"Theta Brown," [i]She answered, smiling slightly.[/i] "And you?" [i]The writer could think of no more what to write, but to avoid a one-liner, typed up random words.[/i]
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"John Truman, most call me JT." Of all the people to ask his name and not just assume it was his alias due to the Lieutenant status he had, Theta was the first to know his adopted name. His actual name was the serial number JT890M, though John Truman was what he was given when adopted into the Truman family after birth, for a cruel experiment on how well he could adjust.
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"Okay, John, would you be more comfortable with 'JT' or your first name?" [i]Theta asked, leaning her back against the door to her apartment, twirling her keys around her right index finger, her posture showing that she had time, and didn't mind carrying on a conversation.[/i]
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"Either works by me. Use John I guess, unless it's for work purposes, then I go by JT." JT used that alias for most things in all actuality, as it used to be a name that managed to put fear into the hearts of any nation that he was hired to go against, though now the pair of letters were nothing more than a nickname he coined.
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"Alright, John," [i]Theta said, smiling at the cowboy.[/i] "Anyways.... I'll see you tomorrow morning." [i]She unlocked the apartment door, revealing the stairs up to her completely trashed room.[/i]
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"Alrighty. Swing by whenever, later." And with that JT walked back to his car, and drove away from the house. He had some business back at the Clinic to take care of and a few people to upgrade to Windows 10's better model, and so he needed to hurry. ((End))
