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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/19/2016 4:02:23 AM
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A cloaked figure sat on top of the wall, watching you, his nature inhuman ((for he had fur on his hands, and on his paws which replaced feet for him)), and his face concealed by the white cloak, its crimson lining undulating with the motions of the clothing as the wind blew, but even under the concealing layers of clothing and weapons ((for he had a saber, a dagger, enlargened vambraces which you thought might house blades, and you guessed he had a few others hidden)), you could tell his left leg was prosthetic
A few more things you could divine from him was that he was young, and when he spoke he had boyish yet regal and commanding tones in his voice, tinged with depression
"Howdy"
English
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[i]He looked up, his confusion concealed beneath his helm. Cocking his head to the side almost like a dog, he looked upwards at this... individual sitting before him.[/i] What.... hold on, what the h*ll are you? Are you like, a human, a dude in a costume, or am I on some seriously strong LSD? [i]He said, sounding actually confused. Well, at least this was a better reaction than him shooting.[/i]
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"Not a human, not anymore My name is alpha, what is yours?" It was an obvious alias to the man before the figure, nobody named their child alpha the figure looked at you, but it was an odd sort of stare, the naïve stare of curiosity that younger kids had
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[i]Great. Kids. Just what he was used to. Kinda awkward to deal with them when you were the kinda guy to be offing people and working with the less-than-savvy.[/i] They call me Sidewinder. [i]was all the man said, not giving his own name either. Never seemed to work out well when one did that.[/i]
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"Im gonna call you side" he said matter-of-factly, and looked down at you from his perch "what brings you here?"
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Yeah let's not. [i]he said, correcting the boy-creature-thing.[/i] I'm here for a couple of reasons.
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"well [i]Side[/i], what would those reasons be?"
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They're not open for discussion, let's put it that way, kid. [i]he said quite calmly.[/i]
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"Kid? who ya calling kid?" he said, feigning offense
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Well, legally, if you ain't at least 18, you're a kid where I come from. I didn't make the rules. [i]he said with a shrug.[/i]
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"Don't care, don't call me that again" He said, icily polite
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Then don't call me Side. [i]he mocked.[/i]
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"You ain't my dad, I'll call you whatever the hell I like" he said, getting up to stand on his perch
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You always this much of a do*che to people? [i]he asked, leaning against a tree outside.[/i]
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"you always this stubborn?"
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Depends on how the person I'm talking to treats me. You act polite, I act polite. You act like a sh*t, I respond in turn. Fair nuff?
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"nah" he said, his voice laced with childish defiance
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Aight kid. So what's the deal with this place? Better question is,who runs it? [i]he said, seeming less than interested in the antics of children.[/i]
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"Lieutenants, its run by them, I dunno them all but you'll probably know them when you see them this place is for everyone, train, research, fight, and all that jazz"
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That's... interesting... So basically just a nice big hub for killers, thugs, the "honorable" guys, warriors, with a lot of gear and weapons? They do contracts, you know, the kinda stuff the Feds put out?
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"Feds? bud, uh, you know what? I'll let you figure that out for yourself"
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Look I'm pretty sure most people know what a Federation is, I'm pretty sure they can figure out what a Federal Government is, and I'm pretty sure most people know that governments use contract killers and have connections all over the place. [i]he replied.[/i]
