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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/30/2016 9:15:36 PM
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[spoiler]No. Their rifles are FMJed, but they are using standard copper rounds.[/spoiler]
[b]One of the men slid his knife from the one of the dead patrons, a woman about early forties who had been one who suffered from the assault. Dead bodies were scattered everywhere, bullet holes in every wall and crevice. Two men stood guard near the girl, rifles pointed at her head, the other three quickly raised their own rifles and began to empty their magazines at the child... Thing.[/b]
[i]"The hell is that?"[/i]
[i]"Doesn't matter.... Kill it!"[/i]
[b]The suppressed rifles unloaded the standard bullpup stock ammo from their chambers as they stood poised to take out the flying creature.[/b]
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"Oh, it's no trouble! Anything for a friend!" [b]Celon's bright smile her wider. He was so very happy to actually have a friend. It had been so long... So long since he'd met someone under the age of 18. Just her being there made him happy, let alone being his friend.[/b] "Let's just get you a room, okay? There's plenty spare!"
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[i]"Alright..."[/i] [b]Once, and with a slight wobble, she was able to get to her feet. She looked down at her black ballet shows that decorated her long white socks that trailed up past her red skirt... She was average if anything, albeit with the strange marks on her cheeks.[/b] [i]"Just lead the way..."[/i]
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"Okie dokie!" [b]The kid leads her through the courtyards, past people training and sparring, and some even killing each other. Celon didn't seem to mind, though. It was as if it was... Normal for him to see this stuff. They eventually reached the room complex, and Celon took her to a section that only had two rooms marked. There was five rooms on either side, the two on the far left of the closer side already being taken. He waved his hand across them all.[/b] "Pick one that's not taken! It'll be yours!"
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[b]She stared in surprise. A whole room of her own? Really? That seemed... Foreign. She had never had one of her own.[/b] [i]"Really? I can just... Have a rom?"[/i]
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"Whichever one you want! Yup!" [b]Celon was standing beside her, watching her as she looked over all the stuff. The two rooms that were already occupied were his and his dad's.[/b]
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[b]She chose one near the middle on the left, deciding that it was close to the occupied rooms, but also far enough... Distance mattered. She stood outside the door, staring at the knob with wide eyes that shimmered like jewels.[/b] [i]"My own room..."[/i] [b]She slowly gripped the knob and twisted until the door gave way. She took a small step in a looked around at what could possibly be inside.[/b]
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[b]What was inside was... Anything she wanted. There would be literally nothing there until she decided what she wanted it to be. It could be literally anything.[/b]
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[spoiler]Is it like a digitizations room? How does that work?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I don't exactly know. It's always just been that it's whatever you want it to be.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Hmm. Okay. Is it cool if we end it here then? I'll have to think of something later. And I'moving along with my villains.[/spoiler]
