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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/14/2016 11:58:29 PM
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[i]Charlotte seemed relieved at hearing this.[/i] "Thank goodness, I thought we'd end up going to some stupid high and might restraunt." [i]She let out a cute giggle.[/i] "Show me the way, Mr. Treyman."
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"I'm an easy man. I like baseball, booze, sex, the fun shit, none of that classy restaurant stuff," Treyman honestly responded. He was a loose cannon meaning he really just did not give a care in the world when he didn't want to, and while work he took seriously, the rest of his life was just a fun little joyride. "So what do you do for fun?" He asked as he started walking.
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"Well..." [i]She pauses to think as her smile faulters.[/i] "...I don't really do anything other than work. It's just sex all the time I guess."
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"Well do you at least like work?" Treyman was a friendly man at the best of times so he asked just in case she wanted to stop that job.
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[i]If Treyman was observant he'd notice a flash of red in her eyes. She instantly became much happier and laughed. She seemed slightly too enthusiastic.[/i] "Sex as a job? Of course it's awesome! It's the best job ever!"
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"Bud I seen that glint in your eye, please don't lie to me. I'm alright with a lot of other shit just not that."
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[i]Her voice was completely honest, sounding as if she honestly loved her job more than anything.[/i] "Lying? I'm telling you that I love my job. My masters keep me safe and happy."
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"What the hell do you mean by masters? Please tell me you're about to break out into song with a 'Come crawling FASTER!' joke." Metallica jokes aside, Jack wasn't exactly one who enjoyed seeing slavery happen, and if it was to happen to Charlotte then it may put a hamper on things. He would still give her a shot mind you, as he wasn't that shallow, but it would linger in the back of his mind.
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[i]Charlotte laughed.[/i] "I'm not making a Metallica joke, I'm serious. My masters are awf-amazing! Couldn't be happier! Slavery isn't that bad."
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"Okay, -blam!-ing bring me to them. Perhaps being a slave wouldn't be so bad, they could use another." Oh how Treyman lied, and how he did it with such skill.
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[i]Charlotte looked at Jack with amusement.[/i] "You can't be a slave, darling! You're not like my siblings and I, but maybe you could meet them someday. They're very busy, so setting up a meeting might take a while. I can help you set one up some other time."
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"Alriiight..." Jack left, 'cause the writer ain't going through no more confusing shit to release Charlotte from slavery as asked.
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[i]Charlotte watched Jack start to leave, when she realized another person was leaving her she decided to act.[/i] "Well, maybe we could just walk up to them. I mean, I am their favorite."
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That was the sinker, the line and the hook all in one phrase. Jack grinned devilishly as he slowly turned back and walked to Charlotte, before he put either hand in the pocket of his suit. "When do we go?"
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[i]Charlotte seemed extremely conflicted with herself.[/i] "We can't just walk up to-now. We go now. No, we shouldn't. Yes?" [i]She shook her head.[/i] "How are we getting there? Teleport? No. Yes. Are you going like that or do you need to get ready?"
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"Trust me beautiful," said Jack with a creepily confident smile. He had a few tricks up his sleeve, both literally and not. "I'm ready."
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[i]In a flash of blue they both teleported to a new location. They were in an underground city that looked extremely wealthy and clean. The technology being used by the people for everyday life was equal to the classified military prototypes in other places. All of the buildings were mainly made of glass with a trim of solid white material to keep them together. Right in front of them was the most impressive building, it had large fountains in the front and it went all the way up to the ceiling of the underground city. There were dozens of people going in and out, some had militaristic clothing and others had on suits. Charlotte took a deep breath and smiled.[/i] "Home sweet home! I haven't been here for centuries!"
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"Centuries..." This shit was rivalling what the NTR could produce and so Treyman felt a rise of jealousy pang within him.
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[i]Charlotte started twirling and skipping around like a school girl.[/i] "Oh, how I love this level of the city, but of course many would disagree because this is considered the slums. Those snobs just don't understand."
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"This is slu- Nevermind, take me to your masters." If one thought Treyman was unarmed then they were idiotic, because he only needed his fists and the aces up his sleeve to fight, and that's what he needed to do with these masters that Charlotte faced. At least, he thought.
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[i]Charlotte took his hand and walked him into the building and up to the front desk. The desk was just like the buildings, glass and white trim. The person behind the counter had a white suit on and spoke in a rushed tone.[/i] "What do you need, Miss...?" [i]Charlotte cleared her throat and replied.[/i] "Charlotte. I need to see my masters." "Ha ha. Who se..." [i]The man looked up at Charlotte and his eyes went wide. He started to stutter as he replied.[/i] "Y-yes, Charlotte of course! Just t-take the elevator to the right. I-I bet they're busy, but for you they may make room i-in their uhh schedule." [i]Charlotte nodded.[/i] "Thank you." [i]She then led Jack to an elevator. When they got in she started to laugh.[/i] "I just realized how weird this date is."
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"Trust me, I've had far worse." Treyman didn't lie. Source? The reason he had a kid at twenty. Yeah, he has had dates in the past go sour but this was something he was more than willing to look past.
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[i]Cliche elevator music played as it automatically started to go up.[/i] "So, uh, what's this plan of yours? It won't work so I'd like to hear how it was suppose to go after you fail."
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"Don't worry about that, lets just say I've got... Strengths. Strengths I can employ at will." On top of his Genesis augmentations, Treyman possessed a unique ability that was gifted to him so long ago, by a mage that had the power to slay gods. He could drain magical presences from anybody that contained it from gods to beggars and suspend it for the fight, through a portal that was inside his body and the seeping of magical essences. There was literally no way to avoid a magic drain unles- And I was about to say how.
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[i]Charlotte rolled her eyes.[/i] "Yep, you're going to get thrown off the tower." [i]The elevator stopped and the doors opened. A 6'3, 21 year old boy came rushing into the elevator. He had messy, short brown hair and brown eyes. The boy was wearing white combat armour with a white shirt and cargo pants underneath.[/i] "Excu-Charlotte!" [i]Charlotte hugged the boy as the doors closed and the elevator started going up again.[/i] "Lovecraft! Oh, how I've missed you." [i]Lovecraft returned the hug.[/i] "Charlotte, what brings you here? I haven't seen you in forever!" [i]He looks over at Jack.[/i] "Who are you?"
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"Intern," Jack jested as he looked to the figure, who didn't exactly impress Jack with the armour he wore. Though he didn't mind, just meant troves of weaklings for him to combat in the future.
