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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/24/2016 1:41:27 AM
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[b][i]All Nightmare Long[/i][/b]
[i]Luck
Runs
Out
Crawl from the wreckage one more time
Horrific memory twists the mind
Dark, rutted, cold and hard to turn
Path of destruction, feel it burn
Still life
Incarnation
Still life
Infamy
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[b]Deep in the Forest, Two Miles from the Dojo Gates[/b]
[i]The sound was deafening, the flash intense. Trees around the site were blown back, charred, and then the silence set in. From out of the shallow crater, a single figure walked forwards, and then came the second blast. A bang, a flash again, and a second, more bulky figure walked forwards. Walking forwards and out of the crater, the two figures were obscured in the darkness of night.
Both were cloaked, the first first bearing a hood to his, his body completely covered. The second bore a long cape-like cloak, tattered and torn. As they walked away from the blast site, the eyes of each of their helmets lit up, the bulkier figure's a hellish orange, the slimmer figure's a cold blue. Together they walked forth from the blast, off into the cold night, snow falling all around them. [/i]
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Just when I was thinking you were out of secrets to tell me.... [i]He said, looking over to his armor.[/i] Where were you originally from?
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"Seera. A small city off the coast of our U.S., no bigger than a Hawaiian island." [i] She says with a shrug.[/i] "I was 8 when Kyr took me from there. I can retain the accent if I try really hard. But I'd rather not."
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You don't need to. I just wanted to know a little more about you. [i]He seemed genuinely interested, but he could sense that she didn't want him to push any further. Discretion was the better part of valor. There were times to push, and times to go no further.[/i]
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"That's fine." [i] She says with a smile, pondering for a second.[/i] "Do you like sports?" [i] It was an off the wall question, but she was off the wall person.[/i]
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I liked hunting and fishing, wasn't much for football or anything like that. [i]he answered.[/i]
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"Not surprised." [i] She chuckles.[/i]
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Anything else you want to know? [i]he asked, looking over at her. He was rather alright with these questions, and he hoped that she would stay away from any particularly deep ones. So far, she had.[/i]
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"Not unless there's anything you wanna tell." [i] She says with a smile. [/i]
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Edited by Trashcan Jesus: 10/30/2016 4:44:59 AMHow do I tell you if I don't know if you're interested in knowing? [i]he asked.[/i]
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"I'll try not to fall asleep." [i] She says with a chuckle. It seemed she didn't really care if Wolfe told her anything, or what. She was okay with it all.[/i]
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That's reassuring. Although sleep wouldn't be bad right now. Riding in a Vertibird that smells like booze and cigarettes isn't exactly sleep-conducive. [i]He stretched out on her bed, popping his back.[/i]
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"You're in my room. Are you asking me to sleep with you Jackson?" [i] She says aghast, the innuendo clear and making her smile.[/i] "Maybe not, I don't have a British accent."
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Your room, you can always kick me out. [i]He sounded like a younger sibling.[/i] I mean, I can sleep on the floor too, I really don't give a damn. [i]Perhaps that wasn't what he meant.[/i]
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"No. You're fine here. Just don't hog the blankets." [i] A small smile crossed her lips as she talked, her voice changing to a rather exotic sounding accent. Almost like a cross between British and Australian, where the speech had a lilting quality and the R's weren't quite rolled, but they were accented. [/i]
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To think someone wanted to take that away from you... [i]He folded his hands beneath his head, laying back and enjoying the comforts of a real bed for the time being. [/i]
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"Yeah.." [i] She says quietly, laying back and resting her head next to Jackson's, draping her arm across his chest. [/i]
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[i]He leaned his head to hers, and placed a hand atop hers, closing his eyes.[/i]
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(End.)
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[b]Minutes afterwards, a clone gunship lands in the center and several dojo troops exit, weapons raised as they look around [/b]
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[i]The scene before them is that of utter devastation. Before them, there is a shallow crater, the trees around it blasted backwards out from the epicenter, stripped of the branches and charred. The ground was scorched as well, the snow melted and the foliage naught but ash. In the snow, there appear to be tracks somewhere, leading back into the depths of the forest. Signatures showed a powerful energy unlike anything before seen in the region.[/i]
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"Hmm. Interesting. What do you think? Mechs?" [i]"Probably."[/i] [b]The squad follows the tracks, careful of their surroundings [/b]
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[i]The tracks seem to be leading towards the Dojo, at a steady pace, but quickly, one signature spikes, another disappears. [/i]
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"Keep up ladies" [b]The squad goes at A jog, holding their weapons down as they Jog[/b]
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[i]The large signature seems to continue moving on, the other signature does not seem to be reappearing. Its path remains towards the Dojo gates.[/i]
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"Hey. Max. Call it." [b]One of the guards gets down on one knee and activates a communication device. [u]"Hey yo. What's the word Maxy?"[/u] [i]"Send a squadron out from the dojo."[/i] [u]"You got it." [/u] [b]The large gates open and a dozen men jog out and down the path [/b]
