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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/21/2016 6:03:45 PM
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[b]The Deity walked up the hill, this spot being a rather uncommon place for one to spend time at. He stood behind Desmond, facing his back. He crossed his arms as he looked down at the ponderer. [/b]
"That shit will kill you, ya know that right?"
[b]The deity gestured to the ashy cigarette in the man's hand. [/b]
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https://imgur.com/a/KGHgS https://imgur.com/a/PGwjE https://imgur.com/a/lG1FR [i] Desmond's face stays blank, not bothering to turn around to see the new arrival.[/i] "So do bullets and poisoned knives. Tobacco is the last of my worries." [i] He says, his voice quiet and having a sense of not caring. About most things. The majority of his body was covered in a sleek, matte black armor. The helmet wasn't there, yet nowhere to be seen. He was young, around mid-twenties with short, dark swept back hair and shaved on the sides. A large sniper rifle was attached to his back, along with a black bo staff of sorts and a Bowie knife on his leg. A number of pouches lined his chest and waist, and if someone could sense it, a magical aura emanated from him. Something powerful and dark. Not necessarily evil..but dangerous.[/i]
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"Ha! Fair point, fair point. That being said..." [b]The deity takes a few steps forward, his hair blowing in the cold wind. He stands beside the man.[/b] "What's with the ominous staring out into the distance?" [b]The deity leans forward and squints his eyes. Pretending to look at the scenery.[/b]
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"Because I feel like staring out into the distance." [i] He replies. In truth, he was keeping watch on someone in the Dojo, but there was no reason someone else needed to know that. [/i] "And why are you up here? I think I'm secluded enough to be alone and still somehow fail." [quote]You humans are a nosy bunch, don't blame the guy. [/quote]
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Edited by Inflatablepants: 10/21/2016 7:06:53 PM"Well! That's because everyone sees you!" [b]He gestures to the small crowd of villagers looking up at the black armoured man from the village. [/b] "And I'm up here, wondering why you are up here, staring into the distance! Only someone with something on his mind does something very.... Dramatic, such as you to be isolated."
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"Fùck off." [i] He says, flicking ashes off the cigarette and throwing the rest into the grass. He realized he'd skylined himself against the moon, but that was in hopes someone wouldn't be nosy and bother him. Mission failed. He stared down at the villagers, finding it amusing how curious they were and how easily he could kill anyone of them.[/i] [quote]You know you wouldn't.[/quote] [i] I realize that. Makes for an entertaining thought though, he thought back. [/i]
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"Whoo! So feisty! Maybe you should get off your sorry ass and tell me that." [b]The deity began to lay it on thick. He had a bad habit of trying to find out what pissed people off. The man who sat in front of him was no different. [/b]
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"You aren't worth the ammo." [i] He said, looking down towards the Dojo and fingering the M45 on his hip with a slight smirk on his face. He wasn't cocky.. no. He knew he was that good.[/i] [quote]You still sound like Durzo.[/quote] [i] If the Deity could feel anything magical related, he'd notice the ring on Desmond's finger gave off a sort of energy. While the jewelry was only a metal band with a bright red stone, it definitely didn't feel natural.[/i]
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"Oh man! Do you have to sharpen yourself to get this edgy or what?! Like seriously, this has to be some sort of achievement for sharpest edge! Good lord!" [b]The deity couldn't even notice whatever the rather blunt man was carrying. But, he still wanted to grind his gears. Just to see how far he could push him. Or...how far he would go.[/b]
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[i] The man stays quiet and continues to look down upon the scenery. Whoever he was, he was a joke to Desmond. Anyone who ranted about edginess was a complete waste of space in his mind. Desmond didn't anger easily, or not at all rather. He had far better things to do. [/i]
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[b]The deity raised an eyebrow. Secretly impressed. He chuckled to himself.[/b] "Ya know, most people would have hit me In the face by now."
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"Most people are idiots." [i] There's that hint of cockiness. Yet, it wasn't cockiness. He didn't think he was the best, he just thought everyone else was worse. There was a difference.[/i]
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"Well...can't argue with that logic. Some people only know how to stare out into the distance, and don't know how to hold a conversation." [b]The Deity was now simply joking with the man. Not trying to figure out his trigger, but rather how he ticked.[/b]
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"And know how to kill a man thirty different ways with one poison." [i] He says. It was clear that he knew exactly how to take care of himself, and wasn't easily intimidated or threatened. [/i]
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"Thirty?! Well shit!" [b]The deity helped himself, and sat down beside the man.[/b] "Okay, I'm calling some bullshit with that! List five...and I'll owe you five bucks!"
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"No." [i] He showed no outward signs of it, in fact his face was completely and utterly blank, but the Deity was getting on his nerves. He hated people.[/i]
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"Then, total utter bullshit." [b]The deity stands up. Patting his hands together as he starts to walk away.[/b] "Adios." [b]The deity walks down the hill, and back to the dojo.[/b] [spoiler]Ya know, having a super anti-social character makes having open posts.... Not so open?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]it was mainly for one person, but anyone else who showed up was a bonus. And that's just how it played out, he doesn't like jubilant and joyful people lmao. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Gotcha haha [/spoiler]
