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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/24/2016 1:31:25 PM
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[i]Wolfe was taken slightly aback by the hug, not being a very touchy person, but after a moment of sheer confusion he returned the hug. He was happy to see her, she was perhaps the only person who he would ever hug. Wilson simply looked on at the two of them, after gazing around for Desmond.[/i]
Wolfie and Smurfette kissing in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!
[i]He taunted.[/i]
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[i] Riley let go of Wolfe and turned to Wilson, a grin on her face.[/i] "Aww come on Wilson, sure you don't want a hug?" [i] She says with a laugh, knowing full well he'd rather shoot her.[/i]
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I ain't much on hugs, but hey, at least you make Grumpy over there somewhat happy. [i]he said, crossing his arms.[/i] And where am I on the scary list? Come on, I gotta be up there. Like, have you seen the sh*t I do? Desmond and Lance haven't nuked four f*cking cities... [i]Wolfe paid no mind to Wilson.[/i] Why does he believe we deserve to die? Personal vendetta against mercenaries and government agents?
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"No, he doesn't have personal vendettas. Not anymore." [i] She says, leaning her back against a nearby tree and crossing her arms.[/i] "The Ka'kari allows him to see people's inner workings, their wrongdoings and sins, if you will. He brings about Retribution where he sees fit, be it Vengeance, Mercy, or Justice. People like us," [i] She gestures to the three of them.[/i] "An assassin, a murderer, and a sociopath, deserve to have justice brought upon them. He believes it's his job to play Judge, Jury, and Executioner."
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F*ckin' Vigilantes... think they can save the world... can't save what's already lost. [i]Wilson said, anger flaring for a moment.[/i] Delivering judgement's a corrupting force. No power is more absolute than taking a man's life. You and I know that. I didn't kill innocent people. I killed men who took from me and tried to hide from their own crimes. I'm not happy about doing it, not in front of their families. What you did was in the past. You were taken young and trained into it young. How are you to know right and wrong at that point? [i]Wolfe remarked coldly.[/i] Blah, blah, bullshit he's pissy and got a ghost problem. Ain't nobody gonna hurt either of y'all. Not if I got anything to say about it... [i]While Wilson may have been nuts, the man was protective of his few friends. Riley and Jackson were no exception.[/i]
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[i] Riley grins and shakes her head.[/i] "Thanks Wilson, but he won't try anything again. He might even have a conversation with us. He's got a rule that if he doesn't kill on his first attempt, he doesn't think it's meant to be. Some superstition or something like that." [i] What they didn't know was he'd tried to kill Wolfe and Wilson. She was still fair game.[/i]
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That's f*ckin' stupid. [i]Wilson said.[/i] Like, the whole point is to chase them down and murder them, come on now... [i]he sounded mildly disappointed.[/i] If it was his attempt to kill the two of us, then he's got work to do. [i]Jackson said in his emotionless tone, metallic and filtered through the mask. [/i] But what about you? Or where you just here to return the favor? [i]he said, a bit more lightly.[/i]
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"I've been at home for a while now. Righting some things that needed righting." [i] Like butchering the three tyrannical leaders of Angel City, but that was neither here nor there.[/i] "Lance gave me a way to contact him, and once I was done at home, I came here. Stalked Galloway through the woods until I saw you two."
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So why the hell are you hunting Butthurtman? Any particular reason? [i]Wilson asked.[/i] This wasn't particularly planned, but we're here. I suppose Lance has been keeping tabs on us, then. [i]Wolfe said.[/i] [i]Turning to face her, his cloak blew backwards in the wind, exposing his familiar suit of armor, although something quickly grabbed Riley's attention. There was a crudely drawn and unpainted X across a part of his stomach, presumably where Schrader had run him through.[/i]
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"No, just saw him and decided to follow a hunch. He just so happened to lead me to you guys, two birds with one stone and all that." [i] She says, and smirks.[/i] "He keeps tabs on everyone." [i] Riley suddenly gets a look like a lightbulb had gone off, and pointed at the two of them.[/i] "I've been working on something that both of you are going to like."
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If it goes boom, say no more. [i]Wilson said happily.[/i] [i]Wolfe said nothing, but clearly he was listening.[/i]
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"Not exactly Wilson, but some of it does." [i] She says with a grin, motioning and pointing towards the massive complex of the Dojo off in the distance. [/i] "I've got a room there, lets walk." [i] She glances down towards Wolfe's stomach, looking back up at him with a raised eyebrow.[/i] "X marks the spot huh?"
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[i]He looked over towards her, a chuckle escaping from him.[/i] You should see my stomach under the armor. Nice big scar going in and coming out. Barely missed paralyzing me. [i]he replied.[/i] WOOOOOH! [i]Wilson shouted, obviously amused.[/i]
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"Maybe I will eventually." [i] She smirks at Wolfe with a suggestive look in her eyes, aided by the waggling of her eyebrows. She enjoyed nothing more than antagonizing Wolfe. She began to walk towards the Dojo, pulling the sleeves of her leather jacket down some, that and the t-shirt and jeans offering her the only protection from the cold she had. At her waist, was her wakizashi and Kyr's katana, a matching set of swords both mottled red and black. [/i] https://imgur.com/a/4vsNk
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Just don't pull the blade out next time I get stabbed. I'd like to not nearly bleed out and die, thanks. [i]he said, laughing.[/i]
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[i] She visibly winced. That wasn't funny to her. To think she'd almost unintentionally killed Jackson didn't help her sleep at night. She continues to walk, not commenting on the jest.[/i]
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[i]Noticing this, he silenced himself. Seeing that she didn't quite have the best protection for the weather, he undid the clip that held his cloak in place, and he pulled it off, exposing his vast array of weaponry and gear. Stopping, he placed it over her shoulders, the material being a bit better at resisting the elements.[/i] That's f*cked up, Wolfie, shoulda seen her face when I said that. Pale as a ghost, thought she'd killed you. [i]Wilson said, actually mildly serious for once.[/i]
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[i] She shrugs the cloak over the shoulders, pulling it around her body.[/i] "You're right. I did think I killed you. I also thought the only reason you'd gotten stabbed was because I was too weak to kill Schrader myself." [i] She says dryly. [/i]
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Don't blame yourself for that. That was my sloppiness. [i]Wolfe replied, seriously.[/i] You didn't do anything on purpose, I know that. If it wasn't for you and Wilson I would be dead. [i]He said, looking her in the eyes.[/i]
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"You got that right.." [i] She says, letting a smile cross her lips, melting away the hard expression she'd had. [/i] "What have you been doing lately?" [i] She asks, eager to get off the topic of Schrader.[/i]
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Been at home. On vacation, Clarkson gave me a month off-duty, spent some time at home, did a whole lot of nothing. Been pretty bland, honestly. [i]he replied.[/i]
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"It's because I wasn't there to show you how to have a good time with your days off." [i] She says with a grin. In truth, she only had a bare understanding of having fun herself, she'd spent her whole life killing people. They started to get closer to the Dojo gates, only a few hundred yards away at this point.[/i]
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You're not wrong. Kinda was wondering where you'd gotten off to. [i]he said.[/i] [i]Continuing to walk towards the gates, he observed the new structure, looking quite different from the older one which he had seen before.[/i]
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"Like I said, went back home and took care of some things. Now it's not such a hellhole." [i] She says with a half smile, as they approached the gates. What Wolfe couldn't see were the keepsakes her body had attained from her little venture, but he didn't need to know.[/i]
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[i]And he wouldn't ask. Although the two men that were his largest influence were killers, by no means were they without class and respect for women. Jackson said nothing, by this point knowing what a half-smile from her meant. He would push the subject no further, unless she opened up for him.[/i] F*ck! I love hellholes, especially the ones full of guns, drugs, and liquor! [i]Wilson shouted.[/i]
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"That's what Angel City used to be. You'd fit right in Wilson." [i] She says with a laugh, walking into and through the Dojo complex. Turning down some hallways, they came to a door, which Riley opened. Inside, was something not exactly fitting of Riley. It was disorganized, in almost a neat way. The walls were purple, pink, green, and blue, one for each wall. A four poster bed took up one corner, with a black comforter and pillows. Clothes littered the bed, from shirts to shorts to bras, modesty was apparently lost on Riley. Water bottles took up a night stand, all empty but cluttered on the table top. Riley scratched the back of her neck with a slight smile and a sheepish look. It was nothing like the penthouse in Angel City, and Riley didn't seem like the disorganized type.[/i]
